Sylvia Rosamond Barbero, age 84 passed away Monday, March 3, 2014 in Ocoee Florida. The family will be receiving friends at Dobbs Funeral Home on Saturday, March 8, 2014 from 2:30 - 3:30 pm. The funeral service will follow visitation at 3:30 pm with Pastor Thomas Hensley officiating.
I DID IT MY WAY
Well allow me to begin by thanking each
and every one of you whom have decided
to join us here today for my going home service. I was born Sylvia Cole on April 29, 1929, to
Hugh and Clora Cole in the City of Colon, Republic of Panama. We had a fairly large family that consisted
of four boys and four girls; namely Gertrude Davey, Lucho Cole, Herbie Cole,
Bertram Cole, Claudia Babb, Theda May Clark, all of whom have preceded me home to be with the Lord. I am survived by my Sister Marva Nuggent, and
my youngest brother Merle Cole.
Theda,
Marva and I really had some good times at our pokeno parties, I did not always
win but I really enjoyed the quality time spent with my siblings. As a child I attended Mrs. Archers School in
the City of Colon, and was baptized in Christ Church. There is where I came to know the Lord and
accepted him as my Lord and Savior. In
1954 I met and married my beloved husband and father of my children, Florencio Barbero,
affectionately known as "Barnes".
Wow what a handsome gentlemen he was, he has preceded me and I hope we
will meet again at the throne of our Lord. I was fortunate and Blessed to have seven
children, Aurelio (Tony), Marcelino, Sonia, Mario, Mirna, Marisela, and Marla,
whom I loved dearly with all my heart.
From my children I was blessed with four beautiful grandchildren,
Rochelle, Sharde, Daryl, and Tamara. All
whom I leave behind along with three Great Grandchildren to continue to life
and always to remember you are neither less nor greater than anybody in life
and with respect and dignity towards each other and strangers, will your paths
be widen. Always remember I love you all
and this is not goodbye, but until we meet again.
I
enjoyed many things in life, cooking my Easter Buns, going to the market to buy
my favorite foods such as fish and watermelon, my plants in my garden, but I
could never figure out why I could never get those rose bushes to catch, but
most of all I enjoyed attending San Juan Episcopal Church, were each week I was
fed the manna that my Lord had for me so that I could face yet another day. Life was in no way or form easy for me or my
family, we had to struggle through hard times, but as a mother and wife I had
to do all that I could to push the family forward. Many may not understand why and how I did
things, but I simply had to do it my way.
Although the bells have rung and my name has been called, I regret
nothing and give thanks to my Lord and Savior for every hour that I have spent
on this earth with each of you, I love you and I must go now, trust in the Lord
and he will direct your path as he has directed mine.
3 comments:
I am sorry to read of the passing of your loved one. Words don't always ease the pain when you are grieving the death of a loved one, but I hope you will find comfort in Jesus' promise of the resurrection hope(Acts 24:15)when he will raise up those who are now sleeping in death(John 11:11) restoring them back to life, on the renewed Paradise earth(John 5:28,29; Luke 23:43) what a wonderful blessing to look forward too. Until then, may Jehovah God (Psalms 83:18) grant you peace and comfort during this grievous time.-Matthew 5:4.
My heartfelt condolences to the Barbero family.
May the beautiful memories shared and God's hope of seeing her again in the near future comfort you and give you peace to endure the days ahead. (2 Corinthians 1:3,4)
My deepest sympathies to the Barbero family. It's very comforting to know that our dead loved ones are simply resting, since Jesus compared death to sleep. John 11:11-14; Eccl. 9:5. Just as people can be awakened from sleep, they can be awakened from death in the future earthly resurrection. We look forward to welcoming back Sylvia with you. May you find this thought encouraging at this sad time.
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