Esther Garza Trevino

Esther Garza Trevino, 68, of Houston, Texas passed away on Saturday November 5, 2011. She was born on Saturday June 12, 1943 in Kerrville, Texas to Jesus and Marcella Garza. Esther is survived by her husband, Jesse Trevino; son, Miguel Trevino, son and daughter-in-law, Carlos & Sandra Trevino; granddaughters, Malaya & Julian Trevino; sisters and brothers, Enriquetta Ruis, Eva Rodriguez, Elisa Hernandez, Ramiro Garza, Albert Garza, Olga Dominguez, Estella Calderon, Sylvia Centeno, Rosa Linda Torres, Ernistina Rosas, Emma Rosas, Esmeralda Sanshez. The family will receive friends from 5:00 until 8:00PM with a Rosary at 7:00PM Tuesday November 8, 2011 in the Memorial Oaks Funeral Home Chapel, 13001 Katy Freeway Houston, Texas 77079. Funeral Services will be held at 11:00AM on Wednesday November 9, 2011 in the St. Justin Martyr Catholic Church, 13350 Ashford Point Dr. Houston, Texas 77082. Interment will follow in the Memorial Oaks Cemetery.

As we get older in life we come across so many different people. We begin to realize who were the real beautiful people that you have met. In time you begin to understand what is true beauty and kindness. You only see it in absolutely genuine people. Well Esther, my Mom was one of them. Anyone that knew her would agree.

She always worked hard, and her jobs included 10 years at FBISD as a School Teacher, was the director of a Day Care for 8 years, and also worked as an X-Ray Technician for Methodist Hospital.

She was always placing others before herself. Always giving her time and resources to others in need. I lost count how many times she helped me and my family. I also lost count how many times she would tell me a story from her work on how she took 5-10 minutes to sit with one of her students and simply listen. She would tell me that these quick “counseling sessions” would make the difference in their lives. Seeing the impact that she had was really one the best things she experienced in life. I know that she was an angel sent here to make our lives better and we are all better for it.

If I was granted a wish a day everyday for one million years and the wish was who I would want as my mother I would pick my Mom every time. She was not a good or even a great Mom, she was in fact the perfect Mom. Because she was mine. There are no words that can adequately explain what she has meant for me or how much I appreciate her. All I can say is Mom, I love you, I will miss you and I hope that I can be 1/10th the parent for Malaya that you were for me.