Sister in Mourning

By Nina Hinojosa (Joaquin Luna’s sister)

April 17,1993- A very blessed date.

Joaquin Luna (DREAMer who committed suicide because he felt he had no hope) had blonde hair as a baby.

An angel named Joaquin was sent to us from Heaven that day.
With brown eyes, wavy blond hair and a smile that will warm up your heart.
Full of life, hope and dreams, tender and sweet and very innocent indeed.
If only we would of known that day that God had sent you only for a mission
To be completed and was soon to be returned .
Would the pain of losing you hurt just a bit less?
Would we have changed His mind?
Would you have stayed with us?
Was our love towards you just not enough?
November 25, 2011-God called your name that day.
And like a faithful lamb you went.
Taking a part of us with you.
Leaving us with a hole never to be filled again.
We can’t find peace.
It hurts too much.
The pain of losing you is unbearable.
Even though we all know in our hearts you are in a better place now,
And not in this cruel world.
But, that is not enough.
Our pain is still too strong.
Til that day God calls our name, to be reunited once again.
But, we are still here… So until that day,
We could only wonder… What if???
You said I love you and Goodbye you even said Happy Birthday to me that night.
I only know in my heart it will never be the same without you by my side.
I am so proud of you.
Your sacrifice — our loss moved so many,
Your death didn’t go in vain.
Lots of people mourn for you
Your mission was complete.
God knew why He sent you,
So now you stand beside Him
Fighting next to Him.
Pass the Dream Act and let it stay,
Don’t take another life ever again.
Joaquin you are gone, but never forgotten you hold a place in our hearts,
That no one could ever replace.
Your poem has more meaning now, and it’s understood,
“God will lend you a Son“,
Yes, indeed He will, but we will never know for how long.
We miss you and we love you,
R.I.P. , My Sweet Brother, “The Dreamer”

Love always,
Nina

Una Hermana en Luton

Escrito por Nina Hinojosa

17 de Abril 1993 – una fecha muy bendecida.
Un angel llamado Joaquin nos fue enviado de los cielos ese dia.
Con ojos castanos, pelo rubio ondulado y una sonrisa que alegraba tu corazon.
Lleno de vida, esperanza y suenos,
Dulce y verdadero.
Si solamente hubieramos sabido ese dia,
Que Dios te envio solamente para una mission y pronto ser regresado a El.
Fuera sido menos dolorosa tu partida?
Hubieramos podiodo cambiar Su mente?
Te hubieras quedado?
O, simplemente, nuestro amor no fue sufficiente?
25 de Noviembre 2011- Dios llamo tu nombre ese dia.
Y como una fiel obeja fuiste a El.
Llevando una parte de nosotros contigo,
Dejando un vacio que jamas sera llenado.
No encontramos paz,
El dolor es insoportable.
En nuestro corazon sabemos que te encuentras en un lugar hermoso,
Y no en este mundo cruel,
Pero, eso no es sufficiente,
El dolor es mas fuerte.
Hasta el dia que Dios llame nuestro nombre,
Y junto a ti estemos otra vez.
Pero, ese dia no a llegado,
Seguimos aqui preguntandonos,
“Y Si…?”
Nos dijiste adios, los quiero mucho,
Y hasta feliz cumpleanos me deciaste esa noche a mi,
Yo solo se en mi corazon que jamas sera igual
Sin ti a mi lado.
Orgullosa estoy de ti,
Tu sacrificio,
Nuestra perdida,
Nada fue en vano,
Muchos supieron nuestro dolor.
Lagrimas rodaron por todo el mundo,
Sintieron tu dolor.
Dios sabia tu mission,
Y hoy esta cumplida,
A Su lado te encuentras,
Peliando junto a El.
Dejen pasar “El Dream Act”, ya no quiten mas vidas.
No sienten el dolor?
Joaquin ya no estaras aqui, pero jamas seras olvidado,
Guardas una parte en nuestro corazones que nunca sera remplasada.
Tu poema favorito tiene mas segnificado
Lo entiendo hoy mejor,
“Dios te emprestara por un tiempo un Hijo”
Si, si, lo hara,
Pero, por cuanto tiempo uno nunca sabra.
Se te quiere y se te extrana mucho,
Descanza en Paz
Mi dulce hermano, Joaquin
“El Sonador”