Sofia Chimaras' Funeral and Memorial

Dear family and friends;

It is with a heavy heart that my dear mom left us. It was unexpected and caught us all off guard. She didn't have much to her name other than her oils, canvases, and paintings she was so proud of. She was a guiding light for all those who met her. She was a listening ear, a confidant and a true friend. Wether sitting with a cup of coffee or over music, my mother was an encompassing loving soul. 

We are asking for help to cover her funeral and memorial services. Any little bit helps, as this is extremely difficult for us to cover. I, Andy alongside Alex, and Adri will oversee the funds distributed to the funeral home, memorial services and plot. 


I never thought I would have to bury my mom so young. This has truly broken all of our hearts and she left behind a lot of people who truly loved her.

I hope you can find it in your heart to help us through this trying time. Thank you so much for your help. This is my letter when we found out and letting my family and friends know.

It is with an incredibly broken heart that I write this solemn letter. A letter of a daughter’s broken heart. A person who was so exceptional, you were lucky to have called friend, tia, sister, and I was blessed to call her mom. She was indeed, the best mom anyone could ever had. She would drop whatever she would be doing, if you needed help. She gave the best hugs. She gave the best advice. She truly knew how to love unconditionally, no matter what. And I miss her. Oh I miss her so much. She left us too soon, too young. 


We do not know the causes of her departure. We do know it was not COVID. I don’t want to dwell in her death, for she departed what I hope is in peace. She gave up so much for us, her three daughters. A single mom for 25 years, she struggled, but always with a smile on her face. She was the strongest woman I knew. She loved and dreamed the hardest. She was in a happy place in her life. 


She will always be the strongest person I knew. She lived a very hard life. It was just recently that luck was coming back, that life was finally beginning to bring her happiness. True happiness. I remember when I was 16, my parents had just recently divorced. Being an immigrant back then was hard. She was an architect by trade, yet here in the states she couldn’t be that. She relied on art. But we got to the point of almost losing our home, eating eggs and rice or waiting for school to eat something hot, for what seemed like an eternity. We almost got deported. It was hard, very hard.


And yet, she never wavered in her faith in God. She would say “Dios esta con nosotras, y no nos deja solas” (God is with us, and will not leave us alone). She was right, boy was she right. We had won the immigration lotto, that gave us our residency cards, God helped her pay the mortgage on time, we finally saw the miracles of her unwavering faith. She was like that. She had the best smile, one that was always contagious. She always looked for the brighter side of things. 


Guiding with Love

My mother believed in us, and she encouraged us to be the best we could be. If we got a disappointing grade, she’d ask us if we had worked as hard as we could, and then she’d ask what else we needed to succeed. Then she’d take us out for a walk and a big hug because she wanted us to know that we were loved unconditionally.


My mother might not be walking on this earth anymore, but I know she’s behind me with every step I take. And she’s behind my sisters, too, and her grandchildren. And all of her nieces, nephews, and friends.  We all love you, Mom, and we know we’ll make you proud. No matter what we do. Please send me your mailing address as I will like to send you a thank you card. It would mean the world to me. [email redacted]