Please help me lay Maria G. Anaya's body to rest.

https://www.dignitymemorial.com/obituaries/glendora-ca/maria-anaya-miramontes-11299869

My name is Moises Anaya, before you dive into this, I thank You for even caring to give me some of your time. Well, here It goes, I spent the past three years caring for my widowed mom, Maria G. Anaya Miramontes. She worked at USC (Fight On!! ) for 38 long years before retiring. She was living a comfortable retirement until it turned bad. Our life changed dramatically when my mom, my gem, got diagnosed in June 2020 with a rare liposarcoma that attached to the fatty tissue on the tail end of her pancreas. My family & I, could not believe the news from the doctors because It was not even one year that my dad, her husband of 50 years, had passed away from liver cancer. You can imagine the denial, devastation, and fear that overcame our hearts and minds.

My mom gave birth to three girls and three boys, myself being the youngest. Unfortunately, she experienced the loss of her fifteen-year-old son, my older brother when I was only nine, while she was washing our clothes at our neighborhood laundromat. Her children and grandchildren knew her not as mom or grandma, but as Mi Amor which means My Love.

After her diagnosis, a surgeon with 20 years of experience referred her to endure five weeks of radiation therapy. Sadly, it was a complete failure. When she started, the cancer was the size of an orange, and after five weeks (Monday through Friday) it turned into a massive blob and attached to the organs on her left side. On December 28, 2020 the doctors had to remove the mass, left kidney, spleen, a portion of the diaphragm, pancreas, and a portion of her colon. The recovery was not from a textbook. She got worse and lost so much weight that she was 90 lbs and on a PICC line. Her doctors told us to put her on palliative care and wait for her to pass away. My wife and I refused to accept this and fought for her. On March 25, 2021 after three months of ER visits, E-mails and phone calls, it turned out that the specialist/surgeon forgot to seal the diaphragm properly, and her stomach got sucked into her chest, crushing her heart and lung. Still, My Love

fought for her life in the ICU after days of infection and corrective surgery. It took her 21 days of hospitalization to finally come home free of cancer. 

In August 2022 the cancer came back and it was very aggressive. In just four months it went from the size of a quarter to the size of a large grapefruit. It descended her intestines and crushed her stomach. This time surgery was no longer an option because she never fully recovered from the previous one and now developed a fungal infection (Cryptococcus) that complicated everything. On January 3rd, 2023 Doctors told me that there was nothing more to be done and that She had a very limited time to live. 

On February 22, 2023 she agreed that she was tired and could no longer keep up with all the doctor appointments. She told me to enroll her into IN-Home-Hospice, and with a heavy heart I did. Michelle my blessingful wife and my beautiful daughters: Nileena, Miel and Montara pressed on to make sure Grandma was living comfortably. The next eleven weeks were the most devastating weeks of our lives. We saw her rapidly decline in her health and become more skin and bones with the cancer mass descending her abdomen outwards, but that was after it crushed her intestines and stomach inwards first. She was no longer able to eat or even drink water because she would vomit the smallest sips of water. She told me to enjoy drinking water because it was so precious and to remember how she could not.

Mi Amor told me, “This is the best time of my life”, and I could not understand how she could say that! However, she explained to me that it was because she was surrounded by people that loved her and took care of her. She was an amazing woman. She was a great example to me, my wife and my girls. 

My love was a Christian by God’s grace, and she turned in her faith on May 15, 2023 after believing in Jesus Christ for over 40 years. Her faith helped her surpass all the various trials in her life. Now, because she taught me as a child to serve God, I get to rejoice in the same faith with my wife and four daughters.

Me being her son and the head of our household, I have felt financially responsible for her since my dad passed away. I must admit that it has seemed unbearable for me, and because of this, I am asking you for help to bury My Love. The mortuary/cemetery/Services is Costing $13,480 However we have most of that cover, but with your help, I hope to reach a goal of raising part of that amount which is $4,747. Thank you for reading her story and even sharing it would be a great blessing for me and my fam. Everyone goes through hardship, but it's less heavy when someone helps you carry on.