Maria Lydia Flores
August 3, 1927 ~ March 1, 2005
Resided in:
Pueblo, CO
Maria Lydia Flores, 77, passed away March 1, 2005, in Pueblo, Colo. Survived by her husband, Miguel Flores; children, Robert Florez, Colorado Springs, Christina (William) Florez-Barnes, Colorado Springs, Carolyn (Michael) Richter, Franktown, Colo., Diane (Jay) Kirby, Pueblo and Jim (Brenda) Flores, Johnstown, Colo.; sisters, Flora Rodriguez and Jenny (Richard) Lemos, both of Pueblo; grandchildren, Amy (Mark) Leiby, Jennifer Richter, Melissa Kirby, Nicole Kirby, Stephanie Mansfield, Taylor Moore, Keri Colletti, Melanie Colletti, Alexander Flores, Joshua Flores, Micah Flores, Evan Flores, Seth Flores, Erin Flores, and Craig Flores-Gonzales; and great-grandchildren, Mark Leiby III, Justice Pena and Deahna Mansfield. Preceded in death by her son, John Flores; and brothers, Ray Watta and Lucas Watta. Maria was born Aug. 3, 1927, in Pueblo. She was a loving wife and mother, and shared with her children the love of adventure and the joy of family. Maria was actively involved at Our Lady of Mount Carmel Church as a former president of St. Rita Sodality and a member of the District Council of Catholic Christian Women, serving as historian. Visitation today at the funeral home from 11:30 a.m. to service time. Recitation of the Rosary, 6 p.m. today at the funeral home. Funeral Mass, 10 a.m. Saturday at Our Lady of Mount Carmel Church , 421 Clark, with the Reverend Father Ben Bacino as celebrant. Interment will follow at Imperial Memorial Gardens. Memorials may be made to Sangre de Cristo Hospice or Alzheimer's Association, C/O Montgomery & Steward Funeral Directors, 1317 N. Main, Pueblo, Colo. 81003. Online condolences, www.montgomerysteward.com
Mary and this family are among those I will most remember over time. There is something present in this family that goes deep into the heart and from the heart. It had been my hope to attend at least one of Mary’s services, but other commitments curtailed that possibility. You are in my thoughts.
YOU’RE STILL HERE
by Richard Lepinsky
At the finest level of my being,
You’re still with me.
We still look at each other
At the level beyond sight.
We talk and laugh with each other,
In a place beyond words.
We share time together in a place
Where time stands still.
We are still together
On a level called Love.
But I cry alone for you,
In a Place called reality.