Friday, June 7, 2024
Rosita Quildon, My Mom, and the last of her generation. My name is Pamela the first born of a family of five to Rosita and Winston Quildon (deceased) My Mom was the foundation of our family, we relocated to United States from Trinidad for a better life which she ensured that we had,
She was very caring and kind soul.
She made sure we were educated and prepare for the future by being independent and your own person.
I remembered at a tender age, she always made sure our Sunday afternoons was special by
Taking us to the park to listen to classical music, hoping we would get interested in, which we did. I played the piano for a while and took lessons which made her happy. As all her children started living different lives. It became difficult for her, as she also lost her husband and other siblings. But the strong woman that she was, she found her faith like no other and was a dedicated Sister to her congregation and Jehovah community.
She did her zoom time with her faith and that's what kept her going until the very end. My only regret is that time spent with her could of been more.
A testament we should all have to think about is to spend more time with our loved ones.
Mom will be truly missed, she looked forward to the phone calls no matter how she felt that day. In her
Sweet voice she would always, say "Glad to hear your Voice" Love you mom..
Rest in peace with Jehovah.
