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	Home About Us Contact Us Photos Archive Let Us Pray Mary Hernancito My Dreams Miracles Messages Prayers & More Poems & More Other Links Thoughts John Paul II In Loving Memory to Our Angels				My name is Alicia and I lost my oldest son a little bit more than two years ago. Since I can remember, I have always loved The Lord with all my heart. When  I lost my precious child, however, I realized that I was not as close to The Lord as I thought I had been. My devotion to my blessed Lord would be tested in the years to come. My son's name was Hernan. He was born on September 9, 1974. A vibrant and intelligent young man, he symbolized great strength and comfort for many people. In his teen years my son sang in a young group called Revival-a group that sang oldies, hits from Richie Valens, Elvis, The Temptations and more. This group was composed of my son and two other young men. They would travel to schools and various local functions singing and entertaining people of all ages. It was great to see the crowds on their feet singing and dancing and cheering them on. They thrilled them with their energy and vibrant personalities. They often performed at theme parks such as Knott's Berry Farm and Disneyland. It was great to see them having so much fun in their youth. They were truly talented and a great inspiration to all who saw them. My son always aspired to do great things with his musical talent. Through his twenties he worked on numerous songs and performed in many local settings. His heart was music and you could truly hear it in his compositions. He often wrote about love, but at times he wrote about his young children. His children and spouse were his life, always inspiring him to be a better man for their sake. They symbolized all the beauty and joy this life has to offer. His children's innocence often prompted him to write about their future and his desire to be there for them. The morning of August 11 of 2002 began as any other day. His children, his wife, and our family were out of town getting ready to head back home, when an unexpected phone call reached us. My youngest son who had stayed behind announced the tragic news to me. Suddenly I found myseIf lost and confused with great pain piercing my heart. I began to scream uncontrollably causing my son-in-law to pull the car aside. In great shock we all rode home silent, with sporadic moments of screaming and crying here and there. I never saw him alive again. An innocent man with a bright future who was in the wrong place at the wrong time died innocently in the hands of coldblooded murderers who, to this day, are free to continue destroying other families. Since that day, my only desire was to die to be with him, but Jesus, My Lord and Savior, came to my rescue and I found great refuge in Him. This site is an idea that came to me when The Lord started granting me comfort, and blessed me with precious dreams and unexplainable experiences that have been helping me to continue living, and, even more, find joy in the little things. In appreciation for what My Savior has done I have committed myself to sharing my experiences with you, in the hope that you will find comfort in them and renewed hope in the Lord. May the Lord's love fill your hearts and grant you peace.