This memorial website was created to remember our dearest Brianna Mariah Lopez who was born on February 14th, 2002 and flew to heaven on July 19th, 2002. You will live forever in our hearts.
Brianna Lopez
A whole future,
So many dreams
Taken away
Heartache Heart Break
Forever Missed, Forever Loved
Her death
At only 5months old, Baby Brianna suffered a 5 months of horrific child abuse. Born to parents who never understood their blessing, Brianna was bitten, pinched and raped in her own home. Her mother Stephanie Lopez admitted to biting Brianna, throwing Brianna when she became mad and pinching Brianna. Her father also admitted to doing the same things as Stephanie but he and Brianna’s uncle were also guilty of raping Baby Brianna.
The night before Baby Brianna died, her uncle and father threw her up in the air, then they didn’t catch her, letting her slam to the floor.
Another Uncle and a grandmother, who lived in that house, knew what was happening to Brianna but they did nothing to help her.
Even in death her family attempts to cover up what happened to her.
“Though the community raised thousands of dollars to help the family pay for a funeral and memorial, family members rejected the gesture, and the money. They buried her privately, quickly and quietly in a cemetery excluding even some family members from attending. Shortly thereafter, the dirt mound above the grave was raked flat, and the identification marker was removed.
The marker was later returned. But when people who had never met Brianna repeatedly visited the grave site to leave flowers and honor the child, the family built a locked, metal enclosure around the grave site.
A ceramic, cherubic angel, with its right index finger in front of its lips, tells those who pass by to keep quiet.”
Even in her short life, no one ever took the time to stop and take a picture of her. The only pictures of Brianna was taken before her autopsy by a detective. Her took the picture of her bruised and battered face, then adjusted it so the bruises and scars of her life were gone.
What should have been
I, like so many others, are left heart broken over Brianna’s story. I believe that just like too many Angels that have died from abuse, we were cheated out of Brianna’s life. She had a whole future ahead of her. She could have been the one to cure cancer. Stop poverty but we will never know. Brianna should have had a family to love her, take care of her, and guide her in life. When I see children living their life and enjoying their childhood my heart aches knowing Brianna was cheated out of hers. She should have started pre-school but Brianna will never get to wear that cap and gown. Brianna should have grown up in a loving home, surrounded by people who love her. Brianna should still be here.
Her Legacy
Even years after Baby Brianna’s death, her legacy continues to out shine her short life. Brianna has left so many broken hearts here on earth but her death has taught us a valuable lesson.
Child Abuse Needs To Stop Now!
Too many children fall victim to child abuse. Too many children die every year from abuse and neglect. Please report the abuse, don’t let this Baby’s death in vain.
To Brianna:
Angel Baby, I have cried so many tears for you.
My heart continues to ache.
I will Forever love you my Angel & I will Forever Miss You
You live on in my heart every second, of every minute of every day.
I love you Angel, to Heaven and back.
Special sites to visit:
Kelsey's Purpose
(Special thanks to Kelsey’s Purpose for sponsoring Brianna’s site)
J.K.S
http://www.youtube.com/user/broomcr
(Brianna's story is one of the millions of other child abuse stories and cases, please visit this Youtube where there are other videos of children who have died from abuse, and common accidents. They all need our love and time)
www.brokenchild.org (Take a Stand in the fight against child abuse)
http://emily.last-memories.com/ ( Memorial website for Amy Emily who died after four years of abuse)
http://angelseanluke.last-memories.com/ (Memorial website for Sean Luke Lum Fai who was murdered by two teenagers)
www.myspace.com/peterslegacy (Memorial page created in Memory of Peter Connelly who died from torture similar to that of Baby Brianna)
Please take a stand and stop child abuse
A Very Important Video
Please Watch
Child Abuse Fact: Who are Child Abusers?
Today there will be silence
Today there will be silence mom,
no crying will you hear.
I didn't mean to anger you,
I just wanted you near.
Today there will be sleep again,
I won't cry out in vain.
The nights I needed comforting,
were filled with hurt and pain.
How could someone so big and strong,
strike out at little me?
I was a gift, your Little Girl
unwanted now, I see.
Today there will be love at last,
On angels wings I'll soar.
Way up high, above the clouds,
through heavens golden doors.
So momma, say a prayer for me,
for the life I'll never know.
I just wish you could have cared for me,
for I would have loved you so..
Little Angels.....
When God calls little children
to dwell with Him above,
We mortals sometimes question
the wisdom of His love.
For no heartache compares with
the death of one small child,
Who does so much to make our world
seem wonderful & mild.
Perhaps God tires of calling
The aged to his fold,
So He picks a rosebud
before it can grow old.
God knows how much we need them,
and so He takes but a few
To make the
more beautiful to view.
Believing this is difficult
still somehow we must try,
The saddest word mankind knows
will always be "Goodbye".
So when a little child departs,
we who are left behind
Must realize God loves children,
Angels are hard to find.
11th Commandment
Did God over look it?
What ought have been written
The 11th Commandment
Honor thy children
Thou shall not kill
Thou shall no steal
Thou shall not take the Lord's name in vain
Thou shall not cause thy children.....
Pain
God does not over look it...
What ought have been written
The 11th Commandment
Honor thy children
By Collin Raye
Brianna's new Home
Report the abuse Today
The Standing Ship
I am standing on the sea shore,
A ship sails in the morning breeze and starts for the ocean.
She is an object of beauty and I stand watching her
Till at last she fades on the horizon and someone at my side says:
"She is gone."
Gone! Where?
Gone from my sight that is all.
She is just as large in the masts, hull and spars as she was when I saw her
And just as able to bear her load of living freight to its destination.
The diminished size and total loss of sight is in me,
not in her.
And just at the moment when someone at my side says,
"She is gone",
There are others who are watching her coming, and other voices take up a glad shout:
"There she comes"
- and that is dying. An horizon and just the limit of our sight.
Lift us up, Oh Lord, that we may see further.
Don't Stand At my Grave and Weep
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Do not stand at my grave and weep,
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I am not there, I do not sleep.
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I am in a thousand winds that blow,
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I am the softly falling snow.
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I am the gentle showers of rain,
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I am the fields of ripening grain.
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I am in the morning hush,
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I am in the graceful rush
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Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
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I am the starshine of the night.
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I am in the flowers that bloom,
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I am in a quiet room.
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I am in the birds that sing,
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I am in each lovely thing.
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Do not stand at my grave and cry,
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I am not there. I do not die.
Poem by
Mary Elizabeth Frye
1905-2004
