I was blessed to have had Rose as my sister. She always had my back. She would have tortilla dough ready for me to pick up after school. She’d cook beans for me because when I got married I didn’t know how to cook. But that’s who Rose was; always willing to help selflessly. My kids came and she’d take over as if they were hers. I will always always have her in my heart ♥️, mind and soul. I can’t wait to see you again manita. I’ll see you soon, Rose. I love you 💕😘❤️ always my (soul sister). God is always with you. He will never leave you. He is our way maker, miracle worker, promise keeper and light of the darkness 🙏🏼