Absolutely devastated to hear of Carlos’ passing. 

Carlos was one of my best friends growing up and like a brother. We met in elementary school and hung out through high school, college, and lost touch after, but I always thought of him often and hoped he was doing well in life. Some of my best memories growing up were hanging out with him and spending the night at his house, swimming, playing video games and guitar, and skateboarding. One thing that I always took away was how close Carlos and his family were – his cousins were always at the house, Christian hung out with us a lot playing video games and skateboarding, and it was always great to see his parents. 

Anything Carlos did, he excelled at. He was very smart, was an exceptional skateboarder and guitar player; the best out of our friend group. We had the same exact taste in music, and sense of humor as well.  

I hate that I missed his service; I was out of the country on a trip. Ever since I heard the news I’ve thought of Carlos daily, miss him, and look back fondly on the memories we had. RIP bro – I'll see you again one day. 

Bryan Minns

The Cardenas are a blessing family for me. I have family on my mother’s side, but the Cardenas have made me one of their own. I’m one of the cousins; one of the younger ones. They have all known me since I was born. I grew up looking up to every single one of my cousins. I didn’t spend a ton of time with Carlos given our 10 year difference, but the memories I do have I cherish them. He’s one of the most intelligent people I have ever met. Each time I would see him at family get togethers or one of the many random visits Vivi and I did it was as if it had not been months since we talked. He always asked about my horses and school. Always seemed so interested to know. As I grew up I got into going to Raves and when I found out Christian and Carlos were performing it just made going out that much better. I enjoyed watching them both perform, and hearing about the major influence they made on people. My friends would come up to me when I missed a show and tell me all about how they performed. To me family is everything. I love each and every one of my family members and appreciate them and the impact they have made on me. The loss of one of them is heartbreaking, but I know in due time the heart heals. Rest in Peace Carlitos

Good afternoon, my name is Reagan, and I am an uncle to Carlos.  I'd like to share with you how Carlos impacted my life.  The first time I met Carlos he was 5 or 6 years old, a curious little boy with a big happy smile.  He was the ring bearer at our wedding, and he was the first person to refer to me as Uncle Reagan.  He made me feel proud and like I belonged to the family.  I watched him grow up over the years, especially at family events and holidays together.  We enjoyed Thanksgiving dinners, Christmases, and Easters in Ocampo, even summer vacations.

The best times I remember spending with Carlos were in Ocampo.  We had so many experiences there I can't remember them all.  Carlos was always at the center of the fun.  He enjoyed being with everyone, especially when we grilled, and had meals outside with family and friends.  When he was older, he loved to light fireworks and take the ATVs into the hills outside of town and enjoy the outdoors.

One Easter weekend comes to mind;  Carlos and I went into the countryside near Ocampo on an ATV.  He was about 11 or 12 at the time.  We had a great adventure until I realized we were lost.  We drove around in different directions for what seemed like an hour, and I was concerned night would fall before we made it home.  We finally went to the highest point we could find, stood up on the seat of the ATV, and saw the top of a windmill in the distance.  We drove back in that direction, and I got Carlos back home safely.  In the end, I received a brutal sunburn, and Don Claudio gave me a piece of his mind.  We laughed about that for years afterwards.

I miss Carlos.  I miss the sound of his voice, his bright smile, the way he laughed, the joy he brought to all of us, and I miss his love.  I feel blessed that Carlos was part of my life, and that now he is at peace with God in Heaven.

Carlos and I grew up incredibly close, so close, I didn’t just see him as my cousin, I saw him as my brother. From the very beginning, he had this gift of making people laugh. And I mean real, from the stomach kind of laughs, the kind that started early in our childhood and never really stopped.

Like one time, when we were in Mexico as little kids, and we were eating somewhere and I asked Christian if he was going to eat and Carlos was like “Farah, Christian doesn’t eat, he gets full off of a Gloria”! A Gloria is a little Mexican candy. 
And another time, we were playing in Luis and Veros drive way, Vero was tending to her flowers, then the neighbor comes out. Carlos whispers “oh here we go, all she ever tells me mom is ‘Oh Veronica, I looooove your Bougainvillea’s”, in the most hilarious accent. 
Then at my wedding, he was a groomsmen. All the groomsmen wore black vests, and he showed up in a Chocolate brown vest, because the rental company gave him the wrong color. And while we were dancing he was like “ here comes Los, el cho-co-lateeeh”!

But most importantly he had a really good heart, he really loved and cared about his family.
When I had my son Matthew he called to ask me how I was how he was and to send him pics. And at one point he was into painting, and he asked what Matthews favorite character was and made him a painting. 
When I heard the news, I talked to him for hours, and was praying to God, and I was going back and forth. In the end I just asked him to send me a sign that he heard what I was telling him and that he was ok.

Then I looked up and saw his beautiful message in the sky. 

Psalm 19:1- the heavens declare the glory of God, the skies proclaim the work of his hands. 

This is so him, he is an artist after all. 
So thank you for Carlos, thank you God for sending this amazing sign in the sky. Thank you for the beautiful memories. I love you forever.

Carlos Cárdenas 

My cousin/ primo Carlos, Carlitos, caco.. A person I looked up to. We had a a strong bond  from youth, from sleeping over eachother houses ,traveling to Mexico with our families while our dads drove in what felt like exploring the world .
Unforgettable moments that our parents created and allowed us to be able to grow such a strong relationship and connection.  

A true hero in my eyes. The only cousin that would stand to my brother Paul when he attempted  to embarrass me. Carlos would find a way to turn the situation around in a humorous manner which made everyone in the room laugh in tears.

When around Carlos, he would play the best of musics and can discuss any category of genres. He would even perform it for you if needed. Oldies ,90’s , Rock, Rap, Spanish.
I was a true fan.  Watching him play music-and playing songs in his guitar were unforgettable moments. 

Not once did we ever fight or bicker, he reminded that I was good person or great dad and always gave congrats to any successes I came across, such as the way his mother does. 

He was always in depth to any of his subjects of interest. He was a goal driven  man, it was hard to interrupt him when he was focused in his studies or tasks, such  ways as his father. 

We played basketball all our lives and the most recent was in my late 20s and early 30s , i would challenge him thru text and as always , he took it personal. He had a competitive nature  and was always looking for a win. We played tough and physical basketball, and in those moments I would see the innocence in his eyes again, such as I remember as a kid and teen. 
You hang around someone so much you begin to pattern and reflect eachother. You see,  I am a reflection of Carlos , we all are reflections of Carlos and a trait of him is in all of us. May you embrace that trait to help his name live on. 
I will remember Carlos as a strong, intelligent, artistic, goal driven and passionate soul.  Keep showing signs your in peace.

Life is about making memories and cherish them, we had an amazing experience vacationing in Queretaro July 1991,  Carlos was 6 years old , he was a cute, funny boy who possessed a wit personality.  He became a handsome guy,  with a passion for music, art, and creativity, he will be greatly missed, the moments we shared will be cherished forever♥️🙏🏻
Much love, Kary, Buyo, and Romy

Que Dios le conceda a toda la familia Cardenas paz y consuelo en estos momentos tan dificiles.
Mi más sentido pésame ante la irreparable pérdida de su amado hijo CARLOS.

Growing up Carlitos was like a cousin to my children; he was always very protective of the girls and a source of endless entertainment for the guys making a lifetime of fond memories to all that knew him.

Susy de Pavia van der Linden

I never liked going to funerals, and I felt bad because it wasn’t about death, it was the way everything was slightly different.

The way their grief stuck onto their clothes like a foul smell  unscathed of the happiness that once filled that house. It was different.

The way the once bright walls now crumbled and peeled with a rot that filled the dry foundation of this house. Funerals made a house feel different.

Even the taxidermy animals hung their heads in a silence unheard from the loud bustle that ricochetted across the room. They always said the same things, both a trophy of poverty and wealth, but now they spoke of something different.

There were words, but nothing being spoken, and people nodded but nothing was being heard. I felt different.

After realizing I was sitting in his seat; visiting the walls he touched  before that room turned empty—storing nothing but old blankets— the world felt different.

With only one person to mourn, yet all of society felt emptier. After he died, out of all the people that left the Earth that day, his death felt different.

Not a saddness, but an ache. An aching for an apology. What went wrong?
An aching for some sort of closure because maybe if things were different.

He’d still be here.  He’d still come to thanksgiving dinners and you’d get to hug him for the first time in your memory. But that wasn’t a possibility because you know his mind was a little different.

It’s a sickly feeling, a choking in your body that twitches each time his name is spoken. A blister stuck into your veins, a repeating question left pending. 

He left years ago but today it feels oddly different.

Your littlest cousin,
Olivia McCourt

Out of all the cousins I always remember you were the one who made Awito laugh the most. It was constant laughter when y’all got together. I know you are in a better place now and I know you are with Awito and your grandpa Don Claudio making them laugh and telling jokes as always. I will miss you like crazy but you will always be in my heart. I love you, Los.

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When we were between the ages of 13-18, we were inseparable. We would do everything together and I’m grateful for those memories. I would mostly stay at your house all weekend or you would come to mine. I remember during these years we would have pool parties at your house; we would go to the mall to listen to music and buy CDs of your favorite music, we would go to the movies a lot and later on we would go to many concerts, raves, and house parties. I remember some saturday mornings we would have to wake up to go antique shopping with your parents. Those weren’t exactly fun trips for us but we made the most of it and you made those antique trips bearable. I remember hanging with your best friends all those years I stayed at your house. Thank you to your friends Brandon, Matt, Kevin, and Brian who always were good friends to you and made me feel welcome when I tagged along. You always made sure I fit in with your friends and I will always appreciate that.

I remember and cherish all the trips we took together. All those trips to Cozumel during the summer were the best. The trip we took to New York in 2007 when we were 21 to go watch our favorite music artists at the time Rage Against the Machine and Wu Tang Clan. It was our dream concert and we got to witness it together. 

I remember when we finally got to live together when we were around the age of 20. It felt like a dream that we were finally living in the same house without our parents. We had so many nights when we would just chill and listen to music and invite our cousins and friends over. I will never forget those times and I will never forget you and everything you did for me.

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To Los my brother:

Carlos was a great son, great big brother, great cousin and a great friend. He had a huge heart. He was super talented. Whether it was school, college, skateboarding, playing the guitar, drawing and painting, learning how to DJ, and rapping. He could do anything he set his mind to.

I will always remember the great times we spent together. It was so many that it’s hard to remember every moment but there are some I want to share today. I remember going to your house with my dad when I was around 7 or 8 to watch boxing. Me and you were basically the same age since we were both born in 1985. My dad and Tio Luis both loved boxing and I remember you guys had the biggest TV so we would go to your house to watch it. Your house was always fun to be at and you were the funniest kid I knew. You would make everyone laugh all the time. 

I also remember the family trips to Mexico when we were around 8 through 10 going to Queretaro and Ocampo to visit family and friends. Those trips were so fun for us because we would drive instead of fly and we would cram in the vans of Tio Luis and Tio Masoud. During those long trips we would watch movies, play video games, we would eat, we would sleep and of course we would mostly laugh. One of the funniest memories of you for me will always be on one of these trips when you felt sick and woke up with throw up in your mouth and then you tried to warn us by sliding your finger across your mouth. We always laughed at that story when we would reminisce.

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Amados José Luis, Veronica, Christian y familia… mis más sinceras condolencias y un abrazo especial en el pasar a la eternidad de su amado hijo Carlos.  Me acabo de enterar y aunque no pude asistir el servicio especial mi corazón está con ustedes en este momento difícil de la vida.

Comparto que Jesús el autor de la vida nunca pierde.. y estoy seguro que Carlos está en Su maravillosa presencia y tendremos un gran encuentro con el en un futuro cercano.

Oramos que la fortaleza de nuestro Señor Jesucristo sea con toda la familia. 
Un abrazo.

Eliu y María Luisa Elizondo

Mi mas sentido pesame, que Dios les de fortaleza en estos momentos tan dificiles. Un abrazo, Gina

Nuestras condolencias para toda la familia

Carlos fue parte de mis mejores recuerdos de la infancia, siempre bromista, siempre sonriente, siempre travieso. 
Lamento mucho la pena por la que estan pasando. Mis pensamientos y oraciones estan con toda la familia. Que en paz descanse Carlos.

Queridos Luis y Vero
Mi corazón se encogió cuando recibí la noticia de Carlitos.
Oro para que en estos momentos de dolor estén fuertemente abrazados por Dios. 
Aunque los últimos años nos hemos visto muy poco, siempre recuerda a toda la familia con mucho cariño. 
Reciban un abrazo muy fuerte de parte mía y de Memo mi esposo.

Gabriela

Tía Veronica :
Siento mucho lo de Carlos, mi niñez en Ocampo fue con el, y lo recuerdo con mucho cariño .
Les envío un fuerte abrazo

Carlos, 
It’s hard to wrap my mind around you no longer being here with us. From the fun memories in Cozumel to family gathering, and seeing you perform. You will be missed. You were such a blessing in our lives. Give Awito a big hug for us in Heaven.

In loving memory of my brother-in-law, who touched our lives in so many beautiful ways , 
we will forever cherish the laughter and love you brought into our lives. Your kindness and spirit will always be a part of our family.

Love,
 Christain , Dayana , Victoria

Carlos, it was a big blessing to have you as our nephew. We will always remember your humor and visits to our house with long conversations. We will miss you but we know you are at peace with God in heaven. We love you always. Until we meet again. 
Love, 
Your Uncle Masoud and Tia Myrna

Carlitos, 
It was such a blessing to have you as our nephew. Thank you for your visits to just talk about life. Thank you for the amazing laughs.  We will have you in our hearts forever. Enjoy your time in heaven.  We will always love you. 
Until we meet again 
Your uncle and aunt 
Masoud and Myrna Khaki

Mis oraciones con la familia ! Dios tome el control de esta situacion !

Carlos was someone who always knew how to light up the room. When my father battled cancer, he was always motivating him and encouraging him to keep fighting. His charisma lit up even the rainiest of days. He will be dearly missed, but we keep our hopes and hearts for the day we reunite with him, and our Lord for all eternity. We will keep fighting until then. Rest In Peace.

Forever close to my heart. You were more than my cousin, you were a brother to me. I know you’re at peace, you will forever be missed. Thank you for the beautiful memories and for the laughs that I will carry with me always. I love you.

Queridisimo Carlos , te queremos mucho. Vuela Alto, siempre te recordaremos . Abrazos hasta el Cielo.


Tu Awita
Vivi

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Carlos Giovani Cardenas

4 février 1985 – 25 mai 2025

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