4 years and still feel the same pain in my heart every time I think of you. we were supposed to raise our boys together you were the sister I never had, I still wait for you to visit me in my dreams, continue to sleep in peace sis!
Every time I pass thru 232 st. And I look Up and see the room you laid lifelessly. I cry. You deserved better. You were a fighter. Mariita you will never be forgotten. I love you, Mija
thank you to everyone who has gathered here tonight to celebrate the life of my sister ,Maria or as we called her Marita. Seeing all of your faces tonight gives me comfort and a sense of joy because when I see you all I see my sister's story. I see her laughter and joy with you all at different points in her life. I know my sister is smiling down on us as she sees all the people from her journey gathered here today. When Marita walked in a room, with her beautiful brown skin,her lavish long nails and her exotic jet black hair she captivated the room. For many of you, she was the toughest cookie in the jar but to me she was somebody filled with love and was waiting for an opportunity to release it. Growing up I was the annoying little brother who had crushes on all her friends but thank you for the privilege for being the lil brother who had crushes on all your friends. Growing into adulthood, we spoke about life and our hopes and dreams. You always reminded me that I can do anything that I put my mind to and all I had to do was go get it. My freshman year in highschool i tried out for the baseball team with only 15 spots and over 100 kids trying out and as nervous I was, you were my biggest supporter. you showed up with me to the tryouts 6 months pregnant, chasing foul balls and cheering me on as I made the team. Marita was an excellent cook. She mastered the ability to cook both Spanish and soul food as only she could. My sister had this walk that you can spot from a mile away As she walked closer ,she lit a cigarette like a movie star as if cameras were rolling. Growing up I would always hear ppl say when somebody passed that they felt like a part of themselves was gone and I never could comprehend that feeling until now. I ask you all but I'm especially speaking to those who have siblings. love them,cherish your time with them and mend all petty arguments with them because I would give anything in this world just to hear your laughter one more time. Marita... Maria Mercedes Polanco i love you with all my heart ima miss you and i will never in my life forget you. Your annoying lil brother Salvy.