Lisneth G. Rodríguez Torres Funeral Cost

Hello ladies and gentlemen my name is Maribel Monjaras-Rodríguez I’m an 18 year old senior at Burnsville High School living in Burnsville, MN. 

The reason why I wanted to create a GoFund Me page was so that I could help my mom out with the funeral cost for her sister or my auntie Lisneth Guadalupe Rodríguez Torres.

My auntie has had a long battle with diabetes for about as long as I can remember. However along the way her condition began to worsen once she reached her late 30’s. Now my auntie is in critical condition placed on a ventilator that does the breathing for her. She has problems with her heart, lungs, kidneys, blood pressure, eyesight, COVID-19,  a miscarriage, and her blood sugar level from her being a diabetic. The doctors have already expressed that there is nothing more that they can do for my auntie anymore, with all of her organs failing her and COVID-19 hitting her the hardest there’s nothing more that they can do. They have preformed CPR multiple times to revive my auntie and her heart is growing weaker each time that they do that. My auntie is in a lot of pain and my mom and family members just want her to stop suffering. We want her to be able to be somewhat comfortable, when she passes away and goes up to heaven with her mom and her grandma.  My auntie had expressed to my mom before she fell into a coma, that she wanted to rest. She was tired of the constant hospital visits. She wanted her pain to end.

Heres a little bit about my auntie. My Auntie grew up in Llano Grande, Mexico with her five sisters my mom Maria, Yeni ( May she Rest In Peace), Adelina, and Viri. There she resided with my grandma Nina ( may she Rest In Peace) and my grandpa Herculano Ernesto or grandpa Neto. My auntie later came into the United States mid 2005. My mom and dad used to work a lot so I was taken care of by my auntie a lot of the time, she became my rock and my second mom. I didn’t grow up with any older siblings at the time so I had to learn things about being a girl from my auntie. Growing up we used to call her Tia Chapa, chaparra, or chapis. Chaparra cause she was tiny, she never grew past 5’1. She would tease me when I got older saying “Merry what the heck happened you used to bedown here and now you’re taller than me!” 2 years later she had my little cousin Adeliz. I remember when Adeliz came home that day from the hospital I was only 5 years old and I wouldn’t admit it at the time that I was jealous of her because I felt like all of the attention from me was gone. I know that my auntie loved me like her own kid but now she just happened to have a kid of her own who she would be able to care for and love more than she loved anyone else on the planet. I remember this one time I got the chance to bath Adeliz when I got older andI put her in the tub with her socks still on because I was just so excited. My auntie “yelled” at me and told me to be careful but I just looked at her and smiled and my best friend who was there helped me give Adeliz a bath while my auntie looked over us. I strongly believe that Adeliz was my aunties biggest pride and joy she loved Adeliz so, so much. Over the years however my auntie began to loose herself and her value once she met this very bad male of a boyfriend. Her relationship with him drove a wedge in how she communicated with Adeliz, and we all saw how bad he was with her and we were constantly trying to get it through her head that he simply didn’t care for her. Because a person that genuinely cares for you wouldn’t put you in a position where they would hurt you physically and mentally. It got to the point where Adeliz had to come live with my parents and I. We welcomed Adeliz into our home with open arms  and here she stays with us to this day. Over time my auntie tried her best to leave him however no matter how many times she would tell my mom that she was done and gone for good, he’d end up coming back. The last time he left my auntie tried her best to fix her relationship with her daughter. She knew she probably couldn’t get Adeliz to love her the way she used to before all of this happened but what mattered to me at least was the fact that she was beginning to put in some effort. During this time my auntie was beginning to go back and forth between hospital stays. The second to last time she went it was because she was pregnant and very sick. Her liver and heart were beginning to fail and her diabetes wasn’t helping. I remember seeing her like that and she was just so swollen from her head to toe. She struggled to bend her knees at a 90° angle so she could get inside the car on her own and her legs were just so stiff. I was confused the first time I touched her because I thought the doctors had wrapped her legs in a cast from how hard they felt.Ultimately however my auntie recovered and was beginning to do much better. The swelling went down and she felt soft again. The last time she went to the hospital was her last. She had called my mom late at night asking her if she could take her to the hospital because she wasn’t feeling good. My mom with pride in her heart declined given that she had found out that her boyfriend was back. My mom argued that she only looked for her when she was in need of something’s, which was true and that angered my siblings and I.  So she told my auntie to ask him to take her instead. A couple days went by and we got the news that my aunt had been infected with COVID-19 from her boyfriend. He came into her house one night now feeling good and infected her. At first the virus wasn’t affecting her body too bad just some symptoms of coughing, fever and chest pains. However her condition took a turn for the worst and my auntie wasn’t able to breath on her own anymore and was placed on a ventilator. As time continued my aunties health continued to get worse she suffered multiple heart attacks and had to be revived for each one. The doctors told my mom that there was nothing they could do for her anymore. My mom with the biggest pain in her heart decided to let the sister she was the closest with, go. My mom signed papers stating that my aunt should not be resuscitated with CPR no more. The reason for this is because my mom was in so much pain from seeing her sister suffer because my family members and I just couldn’t seem to let her go. It’s currently November 4th, 2020 @ 6:19pm and today my mom, sister and the doctor had a long conversation about trying to make my auntie more comfortable as she prepares herself for peace. I’m not going to lie to you I’m completely devastated it hurts to see a person you love leave you. And it hurts my soul even more knowing that I didn’t get the chance to say goodbye and let her know that despite all of her actions in the past whether they were right or wrong, I loved her.  I don’t even remember the last thing I said to her, which is brutal and it’s something that I’m going to have to deal with for the rest of my mortal life. 

My oldest half siblings want me to be strong for Adeliz because I am now her role model and oldest sibling. Strong for my mom because even though she claims that she’s going to be alright I know deep in my heart that she’s not. Life doesn’t ever prepare you to loose someone you love. Especially when that person becomes a part of you. Now I’m at trying to find ways to help my mom and this is one of them. Raising money during this tough time so I can cover some expenses so we can transport my auntie back to Mexico so she can be buried next to her mom and grandma. And so my grandpa gets to have his daughter back home with him.

God Bless you all. 

-Maribel Monjaras Rodriguez