This memorial website was created to remember our dearest Cynthia Tammy Hernandez who was born in California on July 29, 1978 and passed away on June 11, 1999 at the age of 20. You will live forever in our memories and hearts.
My daughter's Cynthia's Murder
I wanted to start by how my daughter was murdered, first
of all my daughter was Cynthia Tammy Hernandez, she was
20 yrs old when she was murdered. We were best friends
and she was the type of person that was always worried
about me. If I took to long somewhere she would worry
and I know true love because of her. Our bond together
was so close that at times when she would go out and i
would worry about her all I had to do was think really hard
about her and the phone would ring and it would be her,
she would ask me "mom" are you thinking about me
because I can feel it, and yes I would be.
That terrible night on June 11, 1999, that's the only time I
didn't stay up for her, I fell asleep and I never did that
before. When I woke up in the morning I went to her room
where she shared a room with her sister Samamtha, I
opened the door and asked Samantha if Cynthia was their
and she shook her head and said no. I wasn't worried
because Cynthia sometimes would stay over night at a
friends. That day which was a Friday, we went shopping,
Samantha, Cynthia & myself, I remember buying Cynthia
a white little skirt and then buying Samantha a few things
too. Then we went to have our nails done, I mean my nails
because Cynthia was going to work on Monday and didn't
want her nails done because she would mess them up
anyway because of work, so she just had a pedicure.
We laughed and had fun all three of us. When we got
home it was around 1:00 p.m. and she was getting ready
to go to her boyfriends house. The one she only knew for
such a short time, one and a half months.
I watched as she got ready, she would look up from
putting on her makeup and would smile at me, not knowing
that it would be my last time to ever see her do that. Well
my ex-husband, her dad came by and picked her up
around 4:00 or 5:00 I don't really remember and I had
already going to my room and was watching television,
when Cynthia passed and she just said bye mom. I regret
I didn't even get up to say bye to her. I just shouted be
careful. The next morning as I was telling you, I left with
my sister after I had checked to see if Cynthia was home
and we went to the Swapmeet. We were their but a half
hour when they called our names through the loudspeaker
and asked us to go to the office, as we walked toward the
office I had this terrible feeling and I told my sister, "it's
Cynthia", and she asked why I had said that, I told her
I didn't know and when we got to the office, it was about
my daughter Cynthia. when they handed me the phone
I couldn't even speak, so I gave the phone to my sister,
she spoke and found out that my daughter had been
shot and had passed away the night before. From that
moment on I went into shock and don't remember too
much. My life has changed forever and will never be
the same.
I retired from my job where I had been employed for 22 yrs,
I couldn't function at work any longer, I went back to my
job after 19 months off on disability and lasted working for
4 more years because I need to work, I still have my other
daughter Samantha and a son Phillip. It was so hard to
stay working, I will never to through that type of pain as I
did as long as I live. When my daughter died I don't even
know how I have made it this long without her. She was
my youngest, and she was my life. The guy who murdered
her was just someone she had met and was only going
with him for such a short time. I have all of her shoes,
personal things that I will never get rid of or give to anyone,
except maybe her sister. He received a sentence of 19
to life, not enough for someone who destroyed my
daughter's life and my life. Even at work people were
not very senstive to someone who lost a child, unless
you go through it yourself, you will never know. What I
have learned is that people are not the way I thought
they wold ve when someone's child is murdered, they
are not senstive and caring, unless it happens to you. I
took my children to church when they were younger and
taught them to be polite and caring to other's. They were
never rude to anyone, after my daughter's was murdered,
I thought why did I teach them to be so kind, maybe
that's what got her murdered, and yes she did know the
Lord.
They were brought up loving and living for Jesus. My
health is not as strong as it use to be, I can tell I don't
have the same kind of life that I had before my Cynthia
wqs murdered. I don't know what it feels like to live a
normal life, because I never will again. I feel like I just
exsit and go into slow motion everyday. I will never be
happy without her. This is just a little of what I want to
share right now. It's very difficult to even think of Cynthia
not being here, much less writing about what happen
to her. She was a good girl, she was murdered at 20
would have been 21 just a month later. She was so
excited to be turning 21, she was going to go to Las Vegas
with her friends and she never went. She never went
anywhere else but to heaven where God wanted her to
be. Thank you and God Bless you...R.I.P. Cynthia's Mom
LaRaine.
AS YOU HOLD ME CLOSE IN MEMORY,
ALTHOUGH WE ARE APART,
MY SPIRIT WILL LIVE ON,THERE WITHIN YOUR HEART...
I AM WITH YOU ALWAYS.
Only The Best
A heart of gold stopped beating
two shining eyes at rest
God broke our hearts to prove
He only takes the best.
God knows you had to leave us
But you did not go alone
For part of us went with you
The day he took you home.
To some you are forgotten
to others just part of the past
but to us who loved and lost you
the memory will always last
Anonymous
