This memorial at a bus stop outside of Pasadena Community Health was made by a mother mourning her two sons, Abraham "Lil Blacky" Rodriguez L. and Juan Manuel Rodriguez L. A handwritten letter in Spanish was taped to the bench, and the text is below. A big thank you to Jazmin for her translation help.
Lord Jesus I give thanks first to you and the Lord Father for your great love and mercy. For giving me the strength and fortitude that I need so much from you.
To continue on foot before the absence of my son Abraham, who I miss so much. Only the memories live in me – the heart of the mother and coming year after year to this place to put flowers and white candles as a symbol of peace and love to our familias and at the same time alleviating a little of my sadness and pain and to express my feelings and to share with each person that stops for a moment to read these feelings of a mother amidst the loss of her sons and says, "why have I suffered the loss of my smallest son Juan Manuel Rodriguez Loeza, also a victim of the violence that lives in Acapulco at the hands of men without hesitations, without feelings and without heart, not caring for the suffering of so many mothers who to this day continue suffering the loss of their sons like myself." But I ask God, for the mothers similar to me, to give them the strength and fortitude that only God can give.
Mothers, children are the most beautiful things God can give us. Take care and help our children - the value or our lives. Show them and guide them through the path of good. Teach them to respect themselves and others. Teach them the significance of love that is much needed in today's times. Instill in others that regardless of the color of our skin, we are all human beings that think, feel and love, and above all, were created by the same God that loves everybody the same. In His presence, there is no one less nor worse. He loves us just the way we are.
In memory of my sons Abraham Rodriguez L. (3/07/2010), Juan Manuel Rodriguez L. (4/01/2013)
Lord, thank you for being my refuge and my fortitude, my fortress and savior. Although the bad days will come I will confide in you because only you strengthen my faith and you form me using the best tools in your hands. They go from being pains to creators of strength and courage. Amen.