Zulema was an inspiration to us all and I will forever be blessed having known her. I met her when the Bilderbecks moved to Las Cruces at a soccer game that the boys were playing in for Mayfield. She wasn't like the other parents who all sat away from the students. Not Zulema, she was unique and always wanted to chat with us. She sat with us girls at the soccer game which was what she was, one of us girls.
I have wonderful memories of going to the Bilderbecks on many occasions during high school. Zulema and John always made it a welcoming home we all took comfort in. Though we all grew up so quickly and left Las Cruces as quickly as we could, every holiday when everyone was in town we would still go over to the Bilderbecks' house just like we did in high school to hang out. Zulema would want to hear how we were doing and what we were up to. It was special because she cared so much about each and every one of us. The last time I was able to see Zulema was last Thanksgiving. She was still her amazing caring wonderful self which is how I will always remember her.
She will be forever missed and an inspiration to us all how she lived her life with such direction and compassion.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment