Dates
Maria A. Garcia, 83, joined her Lord and Savior on Thursday November 13, 2014.
Viewing 1pm to 8pm Sunday Nov. 16, 2014 at Robert Massie Funeral Home.
Rosary 7pm Monday Nov. 17, 2014 at Robert Massie Riverside Chapel.
Mass of Christian Burial 10am Tuesday, Nov. 18, 2014 as St. Mary Catholic Church, with Father Joey Faylona, officiating. Burial will take place in the Calvary Catholic Cemetery. Pallbearers will be Matt Garcia, Esteban Garcia, Marcus Cortez, David Garcia, Narciso Garcia, David Marquez; with Honorary Pallbearer Gary Garcia.
She was born on November 13, 1931 to Esteban and Andrea (Salas) Alvarado at Jimenez, Mexico. She married Matilda R. Garcia December 12, 1949 in Eldorado. She was a life long member of St. Mary Catholic Church and loved the Lord. Her faith was unwavering. She had a passion for gardening and making fresh tortillas. She never let a soul go hungry, whether it was a home-cooked meal or an uplifting prayer. Her companion, Mariposa was always by her side.
She was preceded in death by parents, husband, Matilda R. Garcia, granddaughter, Carey Dawn Holmes, 2 brothers and 7 sisters.
She is survived by her loving children, Trinidad Garcia and wife Blenda of San Angelo, TX, Carlos Garcia and wife Marcy of Grand Prairie, TX, Carmen Balderaz and husband Tony, Alex Garcia and wife Chris, both of San Angelo. Survivors also include her grandchildren, Gary Garcia of San Diego, CA, Matthew Garcia and Angel Flores of San Angelo, Caroline and Hillary Garcia-Fuel of Temecula, CA, Stephanie Weaver and husband Ricky of Arlington, TX, Leah Frias and husband Carlos of Ft. Worth, TX, Ailianna Cabarubio and David Marquez of San Angelo, TX, Gena English and husband John of Ft. Worth, TX, Stacey Cortez and husband Marcus of San Angelo, TX, Esteban W Garcia of Dallas, TX. Also her loving sisters, Inocencia Garcia of San Angelo and Petra U Hernandez of Santa Fe, NM and 14 Great Grandchildren.
God Looked Around His Garden
And found an empty place.
He then looked down upon the earth
And saw your tired face.
He put His arms around you
And lifted you to rest.
God's garden must be beautiful
He always takes the best.
He saw the road was getting rough
And the hills were hard to climb,
So He closed your weary eyelids
And whispered "Peace be thine."
It broke our hearts to lose you
But you didn't go alone,
For part of us went with you
The day God called you home.