Son ya tres meses en que fisicamente te fuiste tan lejos, que  aunque nuestra mirada te busque, solo confundiremos tu recuerdo con la realidad fisica y  presente.Todo es  incomprensible, porque  te buscamos fisicamente, y al final de cada dia , la busqueda termina estando tu  muy dentro de nuestro corazon, en el mas callado de nuestros  pensamientos , en el mas profundo de nuestros recuerdos! Son ya tres meses,.. eso dice el calendario, porque en las  vidas de los seres que te aman , no a  pasado un solo dia sin que tu estes presente. We love you Nestor  

(Versión en español a continuación)
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A few memories:

When I think back, like many have already mentioned, your smile and laughter come to mind. When you were young, it was the kind of laugh that had a lot of joy in it, the kind they'd want to use in a commercial. And in your later years, as your voice grew deeper, a chuckle that was rare, but when it happened made us all smile because we knew how much it meant. It was a laugh we all sought to hear, like we had really earned that laugh. If you smiled, then something was really worth smiling about. 

When I think back, I have these soft and glowing memories of helping your mom rock your cradle. I remember holding you. I wasn't much older than you, but I felt adult enough (at 7 years old) to hold you and help take care of you. But I know that was only because you were a joy of a baby to be around - calm, smiling and curious. As I fast-forward a bit, I remember your gold fish as a testamet of your gentle touch with the world. A gold fish that you won at an elementary school game day and that you somehow had for longer than 10 years? That's unheard of. Most of my goldfish didn't make it out of the Walmart parking lot. But I guess with your attentiveness and love, that goldfish lived the happiest life a goldfish ever has. 

I fast-forward a bit more, and think about your guinea pig. You let Cristal and I come into your room to see the guinea pig. It was walking around on your bed. Your bed was against the wall and the guinea pig got closer to the wall and Cristal got concerned it was going to slip between the wall and bed, and you said "No, it's ok," and then one second later the guinea pig vanished between the wall and bed. It was a funny moment and you quickly reached down with your long arm and pulled it back up and we all laughed. It was endearing to see you, a 6'2 teen, with a tiny guinea pig in your hands, loving it and watching over it.

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The last time we saw you, your comment about how you liked how natural my mom's house is - with plants, and green and loofas - stuck with us. Cristal and I talked about how sweet it was. I guess part of us felt like we saw a little more into your soul through the comment. That it maybe made you feel peaceful or relaxed. It was just a quick comment, but we thought about it a lot after you left. Now I hope maybe you will soon visit us in the form of a blooming cactus flower. I hope that you will find the peace that your heart desired, that you will be relaxed in fields of flowers and trees. That you'll help our gardens bloom like never before. 

The last time we saw you, you told us about how you liked to write. That writing came naturally to you. That when you start writing, the words just come out perfectly onto the paper. With that beautiful and insightful soul of yours, I can image how well you wrote. It wouldn't come as a surprise to me, because you've always been reflective, intelligent and eloquent. You were funny in a quiet way that would cause us to snicker at the funny things that only we understood or noticed about the world around us. All of these things would make for a great writer. I hope to find your college teachers and ask them for samples of your writing one day. So I can only continue to be amazed at your beautiful mind and soul. 

I struggle yet find comfort to revisit memories of you. Because with every memory I revisit I am reminded of how sweet, gentle, humble, funny and calm you were. Your calmness brought calmness to others, it brought calmness to the little lives of animals, it brought calmness to our home and into our lives. I know that every time we think of you, a certain calmness will wash over us, as it always has. 

I hope to see you again - natural, calm and beautiful in the gardens of our homes and hearts.

We love you Nestor, you and your beautiful soul.
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Spanish Version 

Algunos recuerdos:

Cuando lo recuerdo, como muchos ya han mencionado, su sonrisa y su risa vienen a mi mente. Cuando eras joven, tenias una risa amable que tenía mucha alegría, el tipo que querrían usar en un comercial. Y en tus últimos años, tu voz se hizo más profunda, una risa que era rara, pero cuando sucedió nos hizo sonreír a todos porque sabíamos cuánto significaba. Era una risa que todos queríamos escuchar, como si realmente nos hubiéramos ganado esa risa. Si sonreías, entonces valía la pena sonreír.

Cuando lo recuerdo, tengo estos recuerdos suaves y brillantes de ayudar a tu mama con tu cuna. Recuerdo tenerte en mis brazos. No era mucho mayor que tú, pero me sentía lo suficientemente adulto (a los 7 años) para abrazarte y ayudar a cuidarte. Pero sé que eso fue solo porque era un placer estar con un bebé: tranquilo, sonriente y curioso. Mientras avanzo un poco, recuerdo tu pez dorado como prueba de tu suave contacto con el mundo. ¿Un pez dorado que ganaste en un juego de primaria y que de alguna manera tuviste por más de 10 años? Eso no es algo que todos pueden hacer. La mayoría de mis peces dorados no salieron del estacionamiento de Walmart.. Pero supongo que con tu atención y amor, ese pez dorado vivió la vida más feliz que jamás haya tenido un pez dorado.

Avanzo un poco más y pienso en tu guinea pig. Dejaste que Cristal y yo entramos en tu habitación para ver al guinea pig. Estaba caminando en tu cama el guinea pig. Tu cama estaba contra la pared y el guinea pig se acercó a la pared y Cristal se preocupó de que se deslizaría entre la pared y la cama, y dijiste "No, está bien", y luego un segundo después el guinea pig desapareció entre la pared y cama. Fue un momento divertido y rápidamente extendiste la mano con tu largo brazo y lo volviste a levantar y todos nos reímos. Fue encantador verte a ti, un adolescente de 6'2, con un pequeño guinea pig en tus manos, amándolo y vigilándolo.
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Love,
Priscilla

I remember how much fun we had together when we worked together. I would always bring you starbucks and knew your order by memory. I really got to know you and I was glad that you trusted me. Too me you were like a brother and we both took care of each other. He was protective of me and vise versa. I really can't believe that you are gone. I wished I was there for you and stayed in contact. I will always remember that tight hug you gave me when I last saw you. You weren't much of a hugger. However, you gave me such a warm hug and said, "bye ale". I didn't realize that was the last time I was going to see you.