Monique Marie Rosaz.

man, were do I begin...

Monique was a daughter, sister and a best friend.

She was the friend who would sit and listen to boy troubles, enjoy a good meal and some root beer, inspire her friends to write, to paint to keep going for gold. She was a creative and artistic beauty who could inspire you just by her newest thrift store find. She was one of a kind (even though she had another half, me) I will never be her. We were two totally different people who shared the same face.

She loved and loved throughout her entire life she loved everyone in there own special way, because Love may be one word, but it has so many different forms.

She is irreplaceable , and has left so many of us with a piece of our heart gone and a whole that will never be filled.

she loved.
Art.
getting tattooed.
books.
movies.
Memories.
late nights.
Morrissey.
her familia&friends.
Beards&mustaches.
cameras.
Polaroids.
owls.
rosy cheeks.
robots.
sharks.
thrift stores.
Oral exchange of sentiments, observations, opinions, or ideas.
Streetlights.
pinky promise's.
(the above list was from her myspace, I will now make my own list of stuff I know she loved)
Pink nail polish.
wearing little shorts and boots.
old lady clothes.
Nike's.
chicken nuggets.
making her friends smile and laugh.
the color GOLD.
sitting in the front seat.
being the car dj.
playing her favorite song of a certain cd over and over again.
roadtrips.
soda.
green tea.
burts bee's chapstick.
target.
pbr.
rossi
wearing to much blush
drawn on brows
cat eyed eyeliner
learning new things
listening....

(that list will be added as I remember more through out my life)

She wanted to get her throat tattooed and she wanted Alicia to be the one to do it.

She wanted to go to boston and meet bearded babes, She wanted to be loved for everything she was and nothing less.

She wanted to live her life doing what she loved.

She just wanted to be happy and loved.

As a sister I know I played the older sibling role alot, But I just wanted to keep her safe and out of harms way, If something or someone hurt her I hurt, I would have done anything to make her happy and safe.

Monique,

I'm sorry I sheltered you, I hope you know you were always gold in my eyes.
I cherished you and loved you for everything you were, I still do. I miss your hugs your advise, your love, your laughs. I will never be whole again, You have taken half my heart, and that's ok, I wouldn't want anyone else to have it.

You are always with me.