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Brianna Lopez
Born in New Mexico
5 months
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Somethings are worth fighting for, Somethings cannot be ignored. Always the right thing to do, Is to take a stand, For the, Black & Blue Debra Halloway


This memorial website was created to remember our dearest Brianna Mariah Lopez who was born on February 14th, 2002 and passed away on July 19th, 2002. You will live forever in our hearts.

 

After five months of suffering,the world lost a precious baby named Brianna Lopez. Brianna was born on Valentines day premature. But love was one thing this sweet baby never got. Through out her short life Brianna was pinched,thrown in the air and slammed on the ground. She was also bitten.

Brianna's father and Uncle were both charged with sexual assault after they admitted to sexually penetrating Brianna.

Brianna's father,uncle were charged with her abuse resulting in her death

Her mother was charged for child neglect

Her grandmother and uncle was also charged for not reporting the abuse. Brianna was not just a victim of child abuse but also shaken baby syndrome and Battered baby syndrome.

Brianna died before her time but we can use her story to help others. Brianna's story can save another child somewhere from suffereing the same faith.

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

Throughout this innocent child's short life no one if wanted to take a picture of her. the only picture that exist of her is one taking by a detecitve before her autopsy.

SPEACIAL THANKS TO KELSEYS PURPOSE IN HONOR OF KELSEY BRIGGS

To learn more about Brianna visit

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rSC9t8Pxo3Y

The Brianna Lopez News Story

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9b7cjgIllFU

 

 If you would like you can add a picture to Brianna's memorial page. I will alow it as long as it is not obscene. Just go to Guest Pictures and feel free to add. Your name will be added or at least what ever name you send to the picture.

 

There has been an addition to the Video/Audio section. One of the videos is a poem as to how Brianna may have seen things when she was alive.

Please visit Brianna's Custom Pages so you can learn how to get involved. It is one thing to say you love Brianna and wish you could have helped her but sadly she passed before help came. What you can do however is become involved in saving a life of a child in Brianna's name. You can become a hero like Brianna and make a difference. Please become involved not for yourself but for a child who needs you.

Link to Brianna's website.

http://briannasvoice.webs.com/

 

 Please visit

www.brokenchild.org

To take a stand against child abuse.

 

         Thank you for remembering Brianna.

 

Here I would like to add links to two of Brianna's angel friends in Heaven whose story is just as tragic as hers.

Amy Emily
http://emily.last-memories.com/

 

Sean Luke

http://angelseanluke.last-memories.com/

 

 

 

Peter Connelly

 

 



 

                              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 land of Heaven
    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

 

                         

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Don't Stand At my Grave and Weep

 

 

 

 

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am in a thousand winds that blow,
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the graceful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
I am the starshine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there. I do not die.

Poem by
Mary Elizabeth Frye

1905-2004

 


 



 

 

 

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