Sharon Hallam Maestas1938 ~ 2010
September 4, 2010 the Maestas family say goodbye to their sole reason for who they are today, her love and caring was in her every day, her family was by her side.
Sharon was born in Spanish Fork to Elwood and Alene Hallam on June 20, 1938. She was the oldest of 5 children; Jimmy (Sherry) Hallam, Marsha (Ray) Rowland, Maryann Castillo and Ray (Rusti) Hallam. She married the love of her life Dennis Maestas and together they had 5 children; Denise (Kerry) Brown, Dianna (Brad) Gilmore, Sherrie Hatch (Marvin) Holdaway, Randy (Janet) Maestas and Greg Maestas.
She was an administrator for Ann's Siesta Villa for over 40 Years. She is survived by her husband Dennis, Dianna, Sherrie, Randy, 12 grandchildren, and 18 great-grandchildren. She is preceded in death by her parents and children Denise and Greg.
Funeral services will be held at 11 a.m. Thursday, September 9, 2010 at the Walker Mortuary, 587 South 100 West, Payson, Utah. Friends and family may call Wednesday evening from 6-8 p.m. at the Mortuary and one hour prior to the services on Thursday. Interment will be in the Payson City Cemetery.
Family would like to express a special thanks to the Specialty Hospital Staff, Frank Wall and Reed Cornaby.
This is my talk...
I want to take a moment and thank everyone for coming and supporting my family. It truly means the world to see how much my grandmother is loved and will be missed. I also want to tell my grandpa that I know that grandma is in a much better place waiting to one day reunite with you and until then you can count on her watching over you, so grandpa you better behave yourself. I also admire the strength and courage that you and my mother have had in the past two months. Over the past couple days you have showed me the love, strength and devotion I one day hope to achieve in my own marriage. I love you so much grandpa.
What is the essence of Sharon Maestas? Well I didn’t know her to be an emotional person. She was always strong natured and very sassy. Being a red head truly fit her! I admire the courage she always seemed to have when things needed to be done. She was always so strong and she fought all the way to the end. You could always count on her following through with anything that she said. Her family was what she worked so hard for.
Memories of my grandmother are of family camping trips and reunions when I was younger. Picnics in the park and delicious home cooked meals! Holidays would always feel my grandparents’ house with chaos and laughter.
I have one memory that will always stick with me when it comes to my grandmother. It was more of a reality check for me. She was so upset with me because I was just coasting threw life. I had been dating my husband for five years and we had no plans to get married, or I should say I had no plans on getting married. I was just working and living day to day. No plans for the future. I never knew that she had such an opinion on the way I was living my life. She smacked the back of my head gave me a dirty look and told me that I needed to figure things out. It’s time to grow up she said. Little to say I was engaged the following year and finished school! Because of this pep talk I have never stopped striving to succeed and I thank my grandmother for the reality check and welcome all and any challenges life may throw my way!
I have written this poem for her:
God saw you getting tired
And a cure was not to be
So he put his arms around you and whispered
Come to me.
I felt sadness in my heart,
An empty kind of pain,
Your soul had gone away,
Only memories remained.
I tried to cry out to ease my grief,
Lifted my hands to heaven, prayed for gods relief.
Not a word or a sound
Only emptiness I found.
Then I heard a choir of angels beckoning from above,
It was from the grandmother that I love.
You say you were chosen for his garden,
His preciously handpicked bouquet.
"God really needed me, that's why I couldn't stay."
It's said to be that angels,
Are sent from above.
I've always had my angel,
My grandmother - whose heart was filled with love.
A soft rain began falling,
But no cloud was in the sky,
Then Jesus whispered to me,
"This is how the angels cry."
I held you close in my heart today
It made me feel complete;
Now I know that when I close my eyes
What I’ll see are visions of you.
A golden heart stopped beating
Hard working hands at rest
God broke our hearts to prove us
He only takes the best.
3 comments:
I'm sorry to hear about your grandma! She sounds like an amazing women. You're talk and poem are beautiful. Let me know if you need anything!
I am sorry you lost your grandmother! Your poem totally made me tear up. You are very talented. I know from experience that our grandparents stay with us always, even after death. If you are lucky enough to have her visit you in a dream, write it down so you never forget!
Thanks ladies! My grandpa actually had her come to him in his dream two nights later. She told him to behave himself :)
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