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Date of Birth: December 26, 1972
Position: Administrative Assistant
(The following is the eulogy from Monique’s service)
Hello, my name is Miriam Caceres and I am Monique Dejesus’ Aunt.
I remember the day Monique was born, December 26th, 1972. My sisters and I became Aunts for the very first time and my mother became a Grandmother. God could not have blessed us with a more precious gift for Christmas.
Monique was one of a kind. She was the kind of person that would always think of others. She was generous and always helping people. She had a compassion for those in need and was always there for her friends and family. If you asked…she’d deliver! She was always helping people find jobs and was very well known for playing Cupid. She introduced many couples, some of who have married and have children today.
Monique enjoyed getting together with her friends and family, I called her the “Coordinator” because she was always planning a get-together. When she entered a room, her elegance and beautiful smile would make her shine. She had the kind of personality that would build curiosity; she was always the center of attention. This charming personality was natural and effortless. The beautiful aura that she possessed was definitely noticed.
I was fortunate enough to have spent September 8th with her. She took me to see a friend I had not seen in 11 years. We had a wonderful time during our 4-hour ride. We talked about many things and, of course, she played her Diana Ross CD over and over again…as usual, she had me laughing the whole day. It was a perfect day.
Our friends and family have gathered several photos of Monique. These were our happy moments, pictures of her and her very good friends, one of which was Angie Rosario and another photo of her boyfriend, Lloyd Brown. They, too, worked at Cantor Fitzgerald. They, too, are in Heaven with Monique. There is one particular photo, which was taken on Labor Day weekend when we attended her cousin’s baby shower. As always, Monique was the life of the party. She kept insisting that everyone gather together for a family photo. There were so many of us I thought it would be impossible, so I told her if you really want me to take the picture, you gather the crowd together. Within minutes we were all grouped together and Lloyd Brown snapped our first family photo. We will forever treasure that photo for as long as we live. I’m sure Monique would like us to remember her that way and to treasure her memory in our hearts and never forget all the laughs that we shared. I will miss her emails and how she would always end them with “Feliz Navidad” or how she would call and say in a southern accent, “Hellllllllooo, it’s Wilma”.
I remember Monique telling me how she admired her mother for her strength and determination and how she admired her father for being such an avid reader. Monique loved her parents very much and enjoyed spending time with each of them. Being and only child she was able to excel because of the recognition and attention she received, from her family; she was well rounded.
On September 10th, Monique and I had emailed each other. It was quite unusual. We often emailed and spoke everyday, but on this day it was a great deal. I made it a point to delete all the messages at the end of the day. Nevertheless, upon returning to work in October, I knew all the emails were erased and I was very upset.
Ironically enough, for some strange reason, one emailed remained in my inbox. I would like to share Monique’s message with everyone, which I have framed to always remind me of the importance of unselfishness and appreciation. I ask that you listen carefully because due to the past circumstance, I believe this was a message that Monique sent to me as if she knew she would be called away by God….
“When I was getting off the expressway yesterday, there was a man at the exit sitting there with his head down. He obviously was homeless. I felt really bad for him – I thought, does this man have family, friends, maybe he’s hungry???…Miriam, it made me think, people in general, that no one is ever completely happy with what they have, with themselves, partners, their homes, etc. Some wish they can have more. People in this world should THANK God for what they have…”
Those were her last words to me…I love you Mo, and I will miss you till my last breath of life.