Brian Sabanal was born in San Leandro, California on December 22, 1981. He was much loved and is deeply missed by all his friends and family. He lives on thru his son Alex. Brian, our very beautiful Angel!
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Brian touched so many lives. Never a bad word has ever been said of him. He would give you the shirt off his back. Brian entered the world 3 days before Christmas in 1981. I brought him home on Christmas Eve in a Christmas stocking. He was the most beautiful gift of my life, My beautiful baby boy. I start in February 1981 because that is the month I dreamt of someone in my family having a baby boy around Christmas. I have 3 sisters so I kept telling them to be careful. I was single so I didn't even dream it would be me. Well, I became pregnant in March 13, 1981. His name was Rick but he was no stranger. He had lived with a girl I went to school with and they had just split up. Our beautiful son was born 12-22-81. It was the most beautiful *and the only* gift Rick ever gave me and the most beautiful most precious 20 years of my life.
Will it ever go away? I miss my son so very very much....a little part of me dies every single day. Brian was my life and I can't even imagine growing old without my son beside me. I miss you Son....I miss you so much!
Brian touched so many lives. Never a bad word has ever been said of him. He would give you the shirt off his back. Brian entered the world 3 days before Christmas in 1981. I brought him home on Christmas Eve in a Christmas stocking. He was the most beautiful gift of my life, My beautiful baby boy. I start in February 1981 because that is the month I dreamt of someone in my family having a baby boy around Christmas. I have 3 sisters so I kept telling them to be careful. I was single so I didn't even dream it would be me. Well, I became pregnant in March 13, 1981. His name was Rick but he was no stranger. He had lived with a girl I went to school with and they had just split up. Our beautiful son was born 12-22-81. It was the most beautiful *and the only* gift Rick ever gave me and the most beautiful most precious 20 years of my life.
Brian Sabanal was born on December 22, 1981 in San Leandro, California.
Brian was my most precious gift of life. His son is my second most precious gift. I was a single parent and at times it was tough, but Brian was the brightest light of my life and still shines so bright within my heart. I would not have changed a single moment!!!!!
My beautiful Brian. Yesterday I read of 3 hit and run accidents, one was a 14 year old boy and his best friend...reminded me of you and Art....the boy was killed and the people got away. It breaks my heart over and over again. How can people be so heartless to leave the scene? I just want you and everyone reading this to know ... I WILL NEVER GIVE UP! I will find the people that hit you and I will let them know what a beautiful person they killed and how many people have been devasted by it. They must be responsible for their actions. You are a very beautiful part of my life...the most beautiful part and no one hurts my son and gets away with it...no one. Just know son that finding these people is in the works and it will happen someday. I love you Brian....and I miss you every second of the day....my life will NEVER be the same without you....I love you son!
I listened to a tape today of my beautiful Brian at age 5 or 6. I read him a story and sang Beautiful Boy by John Lennon. I sang him this song since his birth, every night and then some. On this tape he sang back to me but said Beautiful Mommy.....in his own voice.....my beautiful son....just hearing your voice again....I couldn't help but cry..again and again...it's not fair...my beautiful son is gone and I am left to carry on, alone. Just like the Helen Reddy song I used to sing to him...all thru his life..."You And Me Against the World". Oh how Brian would tear up because he would say he couldn't live without me. Well, Son...it's me without you and it is killing me a little more every day. I played both songs at your funeral....and Na Leo Pilimihana's "You Don't Remember". My life has turned upside down since you left me. I keep trying to right it, but I am so alone. Thank God your Beautiful Son is here. I don't see him as much as I want to, but I see him and that is what counts. I love you Brian. I wish we could turn back time....I want you back son! I hear everyone talk about their kids and I die inside. But I know God had his reasons. I miss you so much...so much!
My beautiful Brian. Yesterday I read of 3 hit and run accidents, one was a 14 year old boy and his best friend...reminded me of you and Art....the boy was killed and the people got away. It breaks my heart over and over again. How can people be so heartless to leave the scene? I just want you and everyone reading this to know ... I WILL NEVER GIVE UP! I will find the people that hit you and I will let them know what a beautiful person they killed and how many people have been devasted by it. They must be responsible for their actions. You are a very beautiful part of my life...the most beautiful part and no one hurts my son and gets away with it...no one. Just know son that finding these people is in the works and it will happen someday. I love you Brian....and I miss you every second of the day....my life will NEVER be the same without you....I love you son!
Today I visited Brian...I couldn't be there when he died so I am there at 8:46 am every year, the time that he passed. I sang our two favorite songs to him...You and Me Against The World and Beautiful Boy. I had bought two white and three red ballons and I was going to let two go. I had a white and a red on in my hand. I said to my son "Brian..I wasn't with you when you died, but I am here with you now", then the red ballon popped....it wasn't near anything...just on the string. I said "Brian, you goofy kid...even from the other side. I know, you are here with me too" Then I let the white ballon go and it stopped in mid air next to the tree by Brian's grave. I said "I know Brian, you will always be with me" and then the ballon blew away. That's My Son...My Beautiful Boy....I love you Brian!
I am writing this today because I have happy news. CBS Outdoor is donating 2 billboards to help find the people that caused the accident that took the life of my beautiful 20 year old son. I only have to come up with the $1,104 to pay for the printing of the billboard. I don't have money but I will sell items at the flea market to make the money. I pray that the people who caused the accident are found so I can look them in the eyes and say "WHY, WHY DID YOU LEAVE MY SON TO DIE????" Some people think it is useless, but I know in my heart that millions of people will see these billboards on I-5 in Stockton, CA and I-205 in Tracy CA. I don't have a reward but I hope people will talk if they know anything anyway. This is my son, my only child, and he has a son who is only 7 now. I have to do this for my son. If anyone anywhere hears anything, please please please contact me. Thank you and God Bless You!
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I miss my Brian so much. I find it so hard to go on. He must be awfully tired by now....he has been running thru my mind every second since he passed. I try to continue with so many bumps in the road, but I am so alone and I miss him so much. I still can't believe that I will never see him again on this earth with his beautiful smile and hear him say....Mom, where's my shoes, Mom, where's my pants....I love you Mom....Oh wahhh mom, I love you! His laughter, his jokes, I miss him so much....I am so alone, so many financial problems...trying to make ends meet and wishing my son were here with me. I keep reliving the moment the police told me my son was gone...the looks on their faces and the pain in their voices having to tell me....and my family...the pain, the look of shock, the disbelief...my beautiful boy was never coming home again. I have to find the people that caused this horrible accident...but how...the cowards....how could they leave my son to die.... I miss you son.....I miss you and love you so much!