Florinda Buhain Viloria

Florinda Buhain Viloria, passed away at 71 years old peacefully on June 10, 2024 at 11:30 PM at her home in Murrieta, California, she was surrounded by her family and holding hands with her husband until her last breath.

She was born in Salinas Cavite Philippines on August 21, 1952 to Rosie Buhain and Igmedio Mendoza. The entire family moved to Olongapo City in her early ages. She attended Saint Columban High School, graduating class of 1968 with honors. She attended Saint Columban College with a Bachelor of Arts in Accounting and she completed her Masters Degree of Science in Accounting at National University of San Diego. She worked at General Dynamics and later worked with the government at Internal Revenue Service (IRS) and became a Federal Revenue Service Agent auditing small businesses and companies and due to her illnesses she retired early as a GS-13.

Flor was very active in the Filipino Community and a member of the Sampaguita Cultural Society in Tacoma, Washington as an Auditor; she preserved her hometown connection as a Member of Salinas Association of San Diego President from 2013-2014 and Saint Columban High School Alumni Association USA President from 2013-2014. She is also active in her Catholic faith as a member of Saint Mother Teresa of Calcutta Filipino Ministry as lectors and involved in different prayer groups.

Flor always kept fresh flowers. She became an avid and accomplished gardener who took joy in sharing both her knowledge and her creations with friends and family to enjoy in their homes and adorn at celebrations. Over time, this love of flowers blossomed into a full-fledged business as Flor created decor and arrangements for weddings and parties. While Flor’s main motivation was her love of flowers and enjoyment of the creative process, she was proud to be able to contribute decorative floral arrangements to Patron Saint Nuestra Senora Virgin del Santisimo Rosario Reina del Caracol during the annual fiesta celebration.

She endured 18 years with cancer and spent the last seven months undergoing several surgeries in the hospital and was given the sad news of incurable and irreversible condition, she then decided to go home. Up until the end, Flor maintained her kindness, grace, compassion, appreciation of beauty and most all love with the God. She deeply loved her family, relatives, friends, prayers groups and high school classmates and expressed gratitude for her life, full of wonderful and varied experiences. Her pleasant personality was contagious to everyone she met. Flor will be deeply missed and forever remembered.

She is survived by her husband, Rosendo Viloria. Her Children: Brian and Muyguek Pena, Jeff and Jaime Viloria, Brian and Pamela Bumbasi and Lawrence Viloria. Grandchildren: Ari Pena, Adie Pena, Sloan Pena, Jonah Bumbasi, Nate Bumbasi and Jaxsen Viloria. Sisters: Violeta Pingol and Corazon Amcheta. Brother in Law, Luis Pingol.

She reunites with her parents, Igmedio and Rosie Mendoza, and her beloved son, Christopher Watson in heaven.

Please join us as we celebrate and remember her life.

FLORINDA B. VILORIA VISITATION PROGRAM CEREMONY

I'm Brian Bumbasi ,Son in Law, of Florinda Viloria. On behalf of myself and the rest of the family, I’d like to thank you all for coming here today.

Dear Families and friends,

We gather here today in grief and love to remember the life of my Mother in Law Florinda Buhain Viloria and to support one another during this difficult time. Throughout this service, we will celebrate Flor’s life, remembering the precious moments that brought laughter, love, and wisdom to all who knew her. We will hear from friends and family members who will share their heartfelt tributes and cherished memories, bringing Flor's values, passions, and kindness into focus. We will find solace in the beautiful music selected to honor Flor's memory, allowing these melodies to weave a tapestry of emotion and remembrance.

OPENING SONG - BY ST MICHAEL

VIGIL - SAINT MICHAEL CHURCH

Closing Music (AFTER THE VIGIL)

MUSIC AMAZING GRACE- Band Music by Frank’s and company and Singer is Michelle Pingol.

Rosary will be sponsored by the Salinas Association of San Diego, CA and the Band Music by Frank’s and company and Singer is Michelle Pingol after each station.

READING OF OBITUARY – JICELLE DE GUZMAN – She is Flors’ niece and Goddaughter from Chula Vista, CA. (Also will sing a song “Gone but not Forgotten”).

FLORINDA BUHAIN VILORIA

August 21, 1952 – June 10, 2024

Florinda Buhain Viloria, passed away at 71 years old peacefully on June 10, 2024 at 11:30 PM at her home in Murrieta, California, she was surrounded by her family and holding hands with her husband until her last breath.

She was born in Salinas Cavite Philippines on August 21, 1952 to Rosie Buhain and Igmedio Mendoza. The entire family moved to Olongapo City in her early ages. She attended Saint Columban High School, graduating class of 1968 with honors. She attended Saint Columban College with a Bachelor of Arts in Accounting and she completed her Masters Degree of Science in Accounting at National University of San Diego. She worked at General Dynamics and later worked with the government at Internal Revenue Service (IRS) and became a Federal Revenue Service Agent auditing small businesses and companies and due to her illnesses she retired early as a GS-13.

Flor was very active in the Filipino Community and a member of the Sampaguita Cultural Society in Tacoma, Washington as an Auditor; she preserved her hometown connection as a Member of Salinas Association of San Diego President from 2013-2014 and Saint Columban High School Alumni Association USA President from 2013-2014. She is also active in her Catholic faith as a member of Saint Mother Teresa of Calcutta Filipino Ministry as lectors and involved in different prayer groups.

Flor always kept fresh flowers. She became an avid and accomplished gardener who took joy in sharing both her knowledge and creations with friends and family to enjoy in their homes and adorn at celebrations. Over time, this love of flowers blossomed into a full-fledged business as Flor created decor and arrangements for weddings and parties. While Flor’s main motivation was her love of flowers and enjoyment of the creative process, she was proud to be able to contribute decorative floral arrangements to Patron Saint Nuestra Senora Virgin del Santisimo Rosario Reina del Caracol during the annual fiesta celebration.

She endured 18 years with cancer and spent the last seven months undergoing several surgeries in the hospital. In her incurable and irreversible condition she decided to go home. Up until the end, Flor maintained her kindness, grace, compassion, appreciation of beauty and most all love with the god. She deeply loved her family, relatives, friends, prayer groups and high school classmates and expressed gratitude for her life, full of wonderful and varied experiences. Her pleasant personality was contagious to everyone she met. Flor will be deeply missed and forever remembered.

She is survived by her husband, Rosendo Viloria. Her Children: Brian and Muyguek Pena, Jeff and Jaime Viloria, Brian and Pamela Bumbasi and Lawrence Viloria. Grandchildren: Ari Pena, Adie Pena, Sloan Pena, Jonah Bumbasi, Nate Bumbasi and Jaxsen Viloria. Sisters: Violeta Pingol and Corazon Amcheta. Brother in Law Luis Pingol.

She reunites with her parents Igmedio and Rosie Mendoza, and her beloved son, Christopher Watson in heaven.

EULOGIES

RACHAEL PINGOL – She is Flors’ Niece from Chula Vista CA

Hello, my name is "May". I'm the niece of Florinda Viloria. My auntie was more than an aunt; she was a mentor, a friend, and at times, a second mother. Growing up, she was my cheerleader, the cool auntie. She always supported my dreams and saw my flaws as my strongest strength. During times when I couldn't see the light through my faults, she reassured me that I would find my way. Recently, while she was in the hospital, I would visit her, and we would have our one-on-one conversations. She reminded me how a mother/sister/auntie/wife would do anything for her family even if it meant sacrificing her own peace. She told me she couldn't leave us because we weren't ready. That was my auntie. She loved and led a life full of purpose and passion for anyone she loved or met. Whether it was through her profession, her community involvement, or her personal pursuits, she approached everything with her whole heart. The memories I have with her are a collection of priceless memories. Each memory, from the simplest family gatherings to the grandest celebrations will always be special to my heart. I'll always carry with pride and share those memories to reflect on her life, her impact, and the legacy she leaves behind. The day before she passed to be with my Nanay and little brother, my auntie's request was we would be there that Saturday to have lunch with her. She couldn't eat but she found comfort knowing we were around. That Saturday on June 8th is one of my favorite memories with her. Not because it was her final moments, because the whole day from every angle in her home. Whether it was in the family room, the kitchen, coming down the stairs or standing by her bedside I screamed, "I Love you". I would wake her up, and I know it sounds selfish to disturb her while she was resting, but I wanted her to know how much I loved her. I wanted her to hear it as often as possible and to show her all the affection I could during her final moments. Before I left that night, I repeatedly told her 'I love you.' Naturally, she would respond, 'I love you back,' but one of her last responses was, 'That's enough, May. That's too much sweetness. I told her, 'It's not enough because you deserve all the affection,' and she smiled and told me, 'You're right. As I was walking away, I told her one more time out loud "I LOVE YOU" and she responded in "babatukan kita sa ulo". I smiled and laughed, knowing we still shared the sense of humor we had together since I was a child, even into her final moments.

As we come together in this moment of remembrance, I'm filled with irreplaceable void in my heart but also with deep appreciation for having had such a wonderful person in my life. Today, I stand before you to honor and celebrate the life of my Auntie, Florinda Viloria. Thank you to each and every one of you for being a part of her legacy. I love you, forever auntie.

Your niece, May Datu

ERIC PINGOL – He is Flors’ Nephew from San Diego CA

Good evening, everyone.

We are gathered here tonight to pay our final respects to Florinda Viloria, my Aunt, your wife, your mom, your sister, your dear friend, our angel.

Life in this lifetime is very short. We will all eventually go. But what is the point of living for such a short time? The point is to leave a legacy behind. A mark. So that when we exit, we live longer in other people’s hearts and minds. We make a difference in other people's lives so that we aren’t forgotten. Like what Auntie Flor did. She touched a lot of people's hearts. She made a difference; she made her mark. For that she will live on through us.

Not so many people here knew that she was one of the reasons why I am married to my wife. She made sure we got married in the Fall of 2006. We will never forget her.

One of the best memories I have of her was back in 1984. When she and Brian visited PI for Tatay Meding’s funeral. I think they stayed for 2-3 weeks. She helped me with my homework and school projects. So, I was very sad when they returned to the U.S. Fast forward to 1988 and we migrated here to the United States. She gave us shelter and food. She helped my mom get her first job; she also helped us find our very first home. For those, we are forever grateful. We love you, Auntie.

As we pay our final respects, we hope to hear all your happy stories of Auntie Flor and how she touched your lives.

My name is Eric and I am one of her nephews.

PAT DRUMOND – A very close cousin, prayer partner from Tacoma, WA. (there is no written speech)

ROXANN SOLIS – She is Flors’ very good friend and a Neighbor from Murrieta, CA

My name is Roxann. My husband Raul and I are Sen and Flor’s next door neighbors. Over the past 7 years, since we met, we became friends instantly. We had so many dinners together. Experienced some local things and places to go and do in our area. Flor took me to one of my first wineries and we had a great time getting to know each other and the laughs we had. We attended several county fairs, including Orange County for the concert event as well as San Diego and the LA County fair. Eating and shopping our way through all the exhibits. We all know her love for shopping.

Our friendship turned to meeting each other‘s families and us attending her mom‘s big birthday party. Flor attended our family reunion we held at our home, and I have her singing karaoke of one of her favorite songs. The love she had for her family and grandkids was her top priority, I felt like I knew them before I actually met them. Her love for the church was very strong and her trying to get me to participate in the Filipino golf tournaments never came through due to Covid. Her knowledge of gardening and flowers were amazing. We would talk over our fence and discuss almost everything. The care and love she showed came so easily. The gifts she gave me for my little dogs went from treats to sweaters for them, including a T-shirt for me that read I want to be a stay at home dog mom. You know you have become good friends with your neighbor when they see you dressed up for an outing to being in your nightgown and no make up. That was us. We always had laughter when we were together, even in the last few weeks she had a smile on her face when she saw me. For that I was grateful. Her strength and determination was amazing. Sen, I know that you were so strong and dedicated to being there for Flor in so many ways. Watching all the family surround Flor from her sisters and daughter and sons was so remarkable Pam, it is truly a special blessing that Flor connected us, now I have another friend. Sen, you’re a great man and husband to Flor and lived out your marital vows. Til’ death do you part and I’m sure she was grateful for you. Flor, you will never be forgotten and will be missed by many. (Reading below)

TASTE AND SEE THAT I AM GOOD.

This command contains an invitation to experience My living Presence. It also contains a promise. The more you experience Me, the more convinced you become of My goodness. This knowledge is essential to your faith-walk when adversities strike, the human instinct is to doubt My goodness, my ways are mysterious, even to those who know Me intimately. As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are My thoughts higher than your ways and thoughts. Do not try to fathom My ways. Instead, spend time enjoying Me and experiencing My goodness.

Rest in peace my sweet friend. Till we meet again, Roxann Davenport

GIRLIE CASTILLO – She is Flors’ church very best friend And as a lector representing Saint Mother Teresa Calcutta Church Filipino Ministry and Lord of Pardon Prayer group from Murrieta, CA.

Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Girly Castillo. Today we gather to celebrate the extraordinary life of a woman who was much more than just a friend, but also a sister in Christ. She was an inspiration, minister of God‘s word and a beacon of unwavering strength and joy. Her absence leaves an unfillable void in our lives, but her radiant spirit continues to shine brightly in our hearts, guiding and loving us.

I met Flor at one of our Simbang Gabi celebrations at St. Mother Teresa of Calcutta Catholic Church in Winchester, CA. She was very beautiful in her Filipiniana attire and was very friendly. We got along well and she said she was a Lector and would love to serve at the Sunday mass. Flor is an excellent reader, her tone of voice is powerful and truly amazing and her abilities to stand in front of people and comfortable is outstanding. Flor has a strong love of our Lord and for the Scriptures. Her desire is to proclaim the word of God in our community. She wanted to share a genuine love of God by embracing the scriptures as part of her daily prayer life, and as a servant of the living word of God. Flor has also translated many universal prayers and scriptures Tagalog. This is her expertise and we are grateful for all her wonderful contributions to our Parish Church. As Co-lectors, we both sit together when we both are readers. We share each other‘s ideas and discuss upcoming events, and which ones to attend to. Lauren and I are like “soul sisters"; we share a sacred bond of trust, loyalty, and support that only strengthens with time. We both love sharing and giving things. We both appreciate each other and all the nice things like clothes, shoes, bags, and jewelry. Flor is a very attractive and fashionable lady, always beautiful and presentable. We also love being together as devoted to our Lord of pardon prayer group, our yearly celebration of the feast of our lady of capital MANAOAG, SINBANG GABI and the fundraising dinner and dance gala night. Yes, Flor and I enjoy each other‘s company with great joy. I found that the great joy and gift of life is friendship, it inspires happiness and abates misery. And all of pressures in life, a friend is the most precious, and Flor is very, very precious, beautiful, spiritual, brilliant, creative, talented, courageous and humble dearly, beloved child of God, Flor was a woman of exceptional, courage and tenacity, a woman whose life story was as inspiring as her soul. Born in a very pious and loving family, Flor went to a Catholic school, where her love for God, Jesus Christ and the virgin mother lead her to become a lector, choir singer, events helper, translator, a prayer devotee, and the love for her church and its people.

She has left an emptiness in our heart. We find comfort in the memories. We shared her fascinating laughter, the tears, the quiet moments and the beautiful celebration. Her spirit lives on each of us and her life was a testament to the power of love, friendship, and kindness. And as we say our final goodbye today, let’s remember Flor for who she was a beacon of light, a pillar of strength and a woman loved with all her heart. We will forever miss our beautiful sister, and her sense of spiritual and emotional affinity to our God Almighty. You will be missed, but will never be forgotten. Rest in peace, my dearest friend. We love you! Sing with God's Angels!

NERISSA REYES – She is Flors’ best friend, a neighbor and representing the Salinas Association of San Diego, CA.

Tita Flor, as I fondly called her, was a woman whose presence lit up the room! She was full of life and fun. No matter what the occasion, there was always a bottle of Moscato wine to be uncorked! She was a great host and enjoyed entertaining her family and friends. She had a green thumb and loved gardening and sharing her plants and harvest with her friends!

She was an active officer of the Salinas Association of San Diego, CA Inc. for the past decade. She attended both officers and general meetings and would express her opinions and suggestions for the good of the association. She served as the President in 2013-2014, she took it upon herself, with the help of the board of advisers, to revise and update the Rules and Bylaws, and of course, we celebrated our accomplishment with a glass of Moscato! Today, the same rules and bylaws are still being utilized!

After her Presidency, she continued to serve the Salinas Association and held various positions as an advisor, auditor, and member of the Rules and By-laws committee. However, her favorite role was to serve on the Fiesta flower arrangement committee. She took great pride in decorating the Fiesta Arko and the Mahal na Birhen year after year as part of her devotion to Nuestra Señora Virgen del Santissimo Rosario Reina del Caracol, the patron saint of her hometown in Rosario, Cavite Philippines. She also created beautiful bouquets for Miss Salinas and the sagalas for the Santakrusan.

She was a FILAM Broadcaster at a Filipino radio talk show program discussing various life topics with listeners from around the world. She was awarded World Class Achiever Outstanding Co-Host by the World Class Excellence Japan Awards (WCEJA) in October 2018 as a world-class achiever who has outstandingly given pride and honor to her country.

Although she accomplished so much professionally, her greatest accomplishments were being a wife, mother, and grandmother! She loved her family and constantly talked about and shared pictures of them.

She had a kind heart and always volunteered to help when she thought you needed help! No questions asked she was there! She was indeed beautiful inside and out.

She loved to sing and sang in Salinas Association Choir and Saint Mother Teresa of Calcutta church in Murrieta, Ca. She also served as a lector at the church! Volunteering was her calling.

There are no words that can fully capture the essence of her being! She was one of a kind and we will miss her terribly, but we have cherished memories to keep her alive in our hearts forever!

Until we meet again Tita, rest comfortably in the loving arms of our heavenly father!

By Nerissa “Neri” Reyes, Murrieta, California, June 29, 2025

ROLLIE FELICITAS – She is Flors’ best friend, a high school classmate representing Saint Columban High School Alumni Class of 1968 from Chula Vista, CA.

Good evening ladies and gentlemen:

On behalf of class 68 of Columban high school, I extend our deepest condolences to Sen and the entire Viloria and Mendoza family.

For those of you who don’t know me, I am Rollie Felicitas, classmate of my dear friend Flor from 1964 to 1968 (seems like ancient time for millenials and gen z), at Columban high school in Olongapo City, Zambales.

We gather here tonight to honor the life of a woman who was not only a close friend, but someone who lived her life in true embodiment of strength, courage, and resilience, especially in the latter part of her life. I thank you all for being here tonight for sharing in our sorrow, and for celebrating the remarkable life of our dear friend, Flor!

Flor’s life was a testament to the power of determination and the triumph of the human spirit. She battled cancer that challenged her whole being and physical abilities, but she never let it define her or limit her dreams. Instead, she chose to rise above it, to prove that adversity could be conquered through perseverance and indomitable spirit.

She was the catalyst, leader, coordinator and inspiration of class 68 high school reunions held in Olongapo, not once but twice, with great results. She was always persistent and driven and determined to succeed. She was the main reason why the group of class 68 in the US, especially here in San Diego remains intact and cohesive. I won’t be surprised if our good friend Flor is already organizing a “get together” with our former classmates who have gone before us in heaven! She was always vibrant in spite of her physical struggles. If there is one thing that we ought to remember about Flor, she taught us the true meaning of resilience, of never giving up, of living life to the fullest, despite the odds!

As we remember Flor today, let us not dwell on the pain of her loss, but rather on the love she shared, the courage she embodied, and the lessons she taught. Let us honor her memory by living our lives with the same fearlessness, the same passion, and the same love she showed us.

Flor, you were a friend like no other. As we bid you farewell, know that your legacy of courage, strength, and love will continue to guide us and inspire us for years to come.

Rest in peace, dear friend. You will forever be missed, but your spirit will forever live on in our hearts.

I would like to end this eulogy with a quote from a poem as a tribute to Sen and Flor:

“When tomorrow starts without me,

Don’t think we’re far apart;

For every time you think of me,

I’m right here in your heart.”

By: Rollie Felicitas, class of 68 Columban High School

BRIAN PENA – The son.

Hello everyone, thanks for coming out. My mom wanted me to speak at Chris's funeral - I told her no. She wanted me to speak at Nanay’s funeral and I told her no again. So I know if I told Uncle no, she would come out of that casket and pinch my ear. So I’m speaking today.

I'm not really into speaking in front of people. Or expressing feelings well. So bare with me.

Growing up as kids, it was just Me, Chris, and my Mom. We weren’t the best kids, but we were her kids. No matter what she always had our back. Even when people would count us out. She still supported us. Guided us. Loved us. Unconditionally.

These past couple months, I’ve been thinking back on my childhood and I just remember her always working hard to put food on the table, parenting us alone, fighting to give us a better life.

If I had one word to describe her - I think it’s Fighter. She fought for us. She fought for her family and everyone she loved.

She fought cancer. She fought with my brothers’ passing everyday. She would call me crying every day. Telling me how she misses him.

In January, she was in a coma and she fought to wake up. Every corner in her life. She fought.

To this day, I think about how hard she fought and I feel sad every time I think about how me and Chris treated her growing up. We were so bad. All she wanted was for us to live a good life. She sacrificed her own happiness for us.

I often try to think back on times to see if she was ever happy after all the heartache we caused.

Through all the guilt I feel, I do find solace in the fact she found happiness and love with Uncle. When her and Uncle got married he allowed her to relax. She didn't have to fight for a better life anymore. He gave that to her. He gave her the life she deserved and as a bonus he gave her the daughter she always wanted in Pam.

Memories like doing flowers for weddings, organizing events for her Sampguita and Salinas groups, and singing Karaoke. Remind me of all her happy times. Of all those memories I believe her happiest times were when her and Uncle were dancing. When they were on the dance floor, she was the happiest I’ve ever seen. He’d spin her around and they’d separate and come back to each other. And the way her face would light up in that moment, I’ll never forget it. Something straight out of a movie.

I’ll never forget her smile. The way she would say “shit” after I purposely tried to annoy her. Her family meetings to discuss the hard topics families have to go through. I’ll never forget how completely unfair she was when it came to the girls and Ari. She spoiled them so much. Whatever they wanted she got it for them. Even stuff they didn’t want, she got. Where was that when I was growing up.

The hardest part of all this is, she won’t be able to see her grandkids grow up. she didn’t make it to Ari’s graduation, she won’t see the girls fall in love.

Even for myself, I feel like my life is just now getting started on the right path and I won’t get to prove to her that she was right. That we proved everyone who doubted us, wrong. That we are actually good kids.

I want to thank everyone for staying by her side and making these past couple months bearable. Thank you to everyone who visited her at the hospital. Everyone who prayed for her every night at 5 o’clock.

And I can’t thank Uncle enough for the amount of love and support he showed her through this time waking up early everyday, reading the doctors notes, making sure my mom was well taken care of. And when the decision to take her home, how comfortable he made her feel. Uncle, I am forever in your debt and I love you. And I know it might be late but I probably shouldn’t call you that anymore. Because you’re more than that. You’re my Dad.

I love you Mom. I know you always worry about me. But you don’t have to anymore. I got this. And I hope you’ll continue to support and love me as you watch from above with Nanay and Chris.

I love you. And thank you for everything.

ROSENDO VILORIA – The husband.

Good Afternoon Families, Relatives, Friends, Ladies and Gentlemen:

As we gather here today to bid farewell to my beloved wife, FLOR VILORIA whose life was taken by cancer, was a testament to her incredible strength and grace, a heartbreaking narrative of love, resilience, and dignity. I am filled with a profound sense of loss, love, and admiration. As we gather here not just to mourn, but to celebrate the beautiful life of a remarkable woman, it feels I’m disoriented standing here without you by my side, as she was the beacon that lit my way through the darkest of times. I wish to pay homage to her beautiful life, our journey together, and the enduring legacy she leaves in the hearts and of all who knew her. She wasn't just beautiful on the outside, but possessed an inner beauty that radiated warmth and kindness. Her laughter was infectious, and her smile, oh her smile, could light up the gloomiest of days.

From the day we met, I knew that she was someone special. It was at a dance lesson, I remember when she ask me to be her dance partner and I ask her why she choose me to be her partner thinking that she would say that I’m handsome and she replied I know you can’t dance that will make it easier for me to learn. We practice at her house almost every day and the rest was history. In all our loving moments, we waltz through life and in those complicated moments, we will twist the whole night through. Our first conversation was about the flowers and gardens and it quickly blossomed into a connection that neither of us could fully comprehend at the time, but one that would grow into this remarkable adventure we shared together.

Due to her love of flowers arrangement that hobbies became part of Flors’ life and she started doing graduation, birthday and weddings with my help. There are two wedding that are very memorable to me that I like to share.

First she volunteered to a friend big wedding, she assigned me to do the reception including cake decoration. On my way to the reception I broke the cake topper I did not mention this to her and in my way to the reception I stop at the store and I bought a topper. When all the visitors came they are all impress to the reception decoration including to the cake except one person. It happened to be the bride as soon she saw the cake she cried and cried and ask Flor what happen to the topper Flors’ unable to answer. She looking for me because she knew I have the answer. I said I broke it and I buy a new one and I said to Flor what is the big deal. Well I found out the topper was a special order by the bride it has a black hair it is Filipina and the groom is blond American wearing barong tagalog and the one I got was both blond hair and groom was wearing suit. That was a very embarrassing moment and Flor never scolded me for that mistake. After that I told her no more wedding arrangements and I sold her flower cooler. I, Chris and Brian will not help you anymore. Years go by she has not done anymore weeding arrangement.

Until one day she come home with happy smiles in her face. She said your daughter is getting married (I shake my shoulder and said OK) but the next word came out from her mouth was I’m doing the flowers. No you are not after a week she presented me a plan she arranges it to Brians’ uncle to get us a room in the barracks and she can use galleys cooler to store the flowers it just happens that that Brians’ uncle is culinary instructor at Admiral Kid. I agree with her, It is outside garden weeding and It came so smoothly and easy. We all got the arch decorated early and when Flor arrived she said she don’t like the arch and need more flowers and I told her that’s do not touch it anymore it will be hard to bring the arch down and she left so I went and look for the ocean view and when I turn my head around toward the arch I saw Flor standing with the folding chair adding flowers to the arch and within seconds she fell backward hitting the ground with her head and she got carried by an ambulance and receive six stitches and she missed the whole ceremony. That's how she always wants to do a perfect job for others and have a heart of gold but a lot of times she hurts herself.

She cherished her garden, always saying that flowers were like people, needing love and attention to flourish. There, between the roses and the lavender, she found peace. Even when her strength weakened and was very ill, her spirit remained among those blossoms. I caught her all the times she often talked to her plants and flowers. She would say with a serene smile, The garden and flowers are a reminder of hope, of what is beautiful and persistent in this world.

We shared many dreams and aspirations Flor and I, we didn't just fall in love; we stepped into it knowing that what we had was rare and true. It was her compassion, an unwavering resolve to do right to others that touched my heart the deepest.

Our traits 90 % we are not compatible. Only 10 % that where we are compatible, the trait R L G. She is easygoing and I'm difficult. She forgets and forgives. I’m complex. I have patience. She is intolerant. She always smiles and I don’t. She's straight forward and does not use a political approach. I’m not. I like spicy foods, she doesn’t. She loves Korean drama, I don’t. I love war movies. She doesn’t …. She wears wigs and I don’t…..etc.

But the three traits that hold us together were R L G

Respect. respect lead to self discipline. We respect each other decision. We have not tried to changes our individual traits. We argue but at the end of the day were back to be a very close friend.

L love we have unconditional love and forever to each other and no string attached, and we love with love that was more than love.

G God our belief to him. Catholic religion has always been part of Flors’ life she is always get involve in the church she has been member of the choir and lector ministry when I first meet her. During my Navy career we move several times and when we move to our new homes Flor first thing is to look for the closest church. Our love to god is sincere. We hate what is evil; We embrace what is good. We devoted to one another in brotherly love. We honor one another above ourselves and we do believe in miracles.

When she received her first diagnosis in 2006, my heart plummeted into an abyss. Cancer seemed like a thief in the night, robbing us of our time, our dreams, and our future. But Flor, with the quiet composure of a warrior, took my hand and said, "We will face this, together." It is no small feat to stand in the face of such adversity and maintain one’s grace, but she did so flawlessly. Every treatment, every doctor's visit, she faced head-on with a courage that I could only admire and she defeated that illness for 18 years. You fought the battle against cancer twice, and I remember you saying that the only reason you put up with all the treatment was for me and to your grandchildren. I was terrified of losing you the first time around. Last October 29, was her last reading and last Sunday Mass she attended and had the surgery the next day. She was in the hospital and skilled nursing since October last year and last December after her second surgery she went into coma and advance respiratory syndrome and I had been told that she will not make it to this hospitalization and I told the Doctors that they are not the one who make that decision. That decision is reserve to one great physician after four days she breathes her own and were out of ICU that was a miracle.

In April when the doctors informed us that there was nothing they could do, We were shattered but we did not surrender. Throughout her battle, she displayed incredible bravery and resilience, facing each day with hope and a fighting spirit. Her journey through this illness was not just a fight against a relentless disease; it was a display of her extraordinary courage and her unwavering will to live. Among the struggle, she continued to live life with intention. Each day was a gift, and she unwrapped it with joy regardless of the challenges she faced. Her passion for life did not weaken her, instead; it burned more brightly, teaching all of us the value of each moment.

Our final days together, when words were unnecessary, a quiet communication prevailed. We spoke in shared glances, in the warmth holding hands until your last breath she pass away and were holding hands together, in the tranquility of being with one another. She reassured me with her courage, comforted me with her love, and nourished me with her spirit. And as the sun set on her beautiful life, she left us with hearts full of memories, legacies of love, and an indelible grace that will forever be etched in my life. Thank you, my dear Flor, for every moment, every lesson, every smiles and tears. I release you with love, carrying your spirit within me always. Until we meet again. I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH.

Your Loving Husband, Rosendo V. Viloria

Song “Wind Beneath my Wings” by Michelle Pingol

Closing remark by Brian Bumbasi

This concludes the ceremony. Thank you all for coming to the visitation for my Mother in Law Florinda Viloria. Your support during this difficult time has helped us tremendously. In addition to your presence here, we have received many, many expressions of condolence and flowers from among the hundreds of people my mother touched over the years.

A mass will occur Saturday, June 29, 2024 from 10:00 AM to 11:00 AM at St. Michael's Catholic Church, 2643 Homedale St, San Diego, CA 92139.

A graveside service will occur Saturday, June 29, 2024 from 11:30 AM to 12:30 PM at Glen Abbey Memorial Park and Mortuary, 3838 Bonita Road, Bonita, CA 91902.

We love you all and your support is deeply appreciated and will always stay in our hearts.

SALAMAT PO SA INYONG LAHAT.

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DAUGHTER SHE NEVER HAD

I remember feeling nervous and shy about meeting her for the first time. My dad, was excited to introduce her to me. He planned to take us to dinner at 
Rockin' Baja Lobster. (I have always known her to enjoy a good lobster) When she saw me, she looked surprised to find that I was eighteen. She expected a little girl. I said, "Sorry." and I just laughed. She told me then, that she always wanted a daughter, and had two boys of her own. During that dinner, they reminisced on how they met through a dance class, it was clear that she cared for and loved my dad. It was important to me to show love and support to the both of them. I just wanted them to be happy. I believed then, she understood the sensitive situation that we kids were all in at the time we met and she took care to be there for me when I needed support. It was a blessing that we got along and were able to discuss life and get personal. I even moved in at one point! I began to trust her with my own doubts in life and she was glad to give me motherly advice. I would never tell her, but I didn’t always take her advice and God knows we had some difficulties understanding each other along the way, especially when I moved out and had to do some soul searching, but those were the kind of moments that defined our relationship. The times we spoke to each other through uncertainty, were the moments that made her my mom and I the daughter she never had. We would always reconnect and catch up over the phone or in person after a long time of not speaking to each other. I'll never forget some of the deep conversations that we had. Those discussions are now dear to me now more than ever. I'm so grateful to have those memories.

It was very mournful to see mom leave us, watching her very last breath and feeling her last heartbeat was excruciating, but it was also very beautiful to have witnessed her birth into heaven and it was a relief to know she was no longer suffering the pains she had been experiencing for many years. I remember in the hospital that she had a moment of weakness, she called me and said "I don't know if there is a heaven for me". I knew that it was not her thinking clearly, because of the pain. I said, "Stop, this is not you". I reminded her of her beliefs, by asking her if she ever asked God for a sign that Chris was ok. She told me "Yes". I then asked, "So did you ever get that sign?" She said "Yes". So I said, "So, you already know the answer". I reminded her to think about the sign she would like us to look out for when we are in doubt. A couple of weeks later, she said "I'd like to be a white bird." I said, "A dove?" She said "Sure." I don't ever see doves, but since her passing, I sometimes hear one outside of her house when I stay there. I like to believe she's letting us know she is ok and that heaven is real.

I'm grateful to all who came to visit her in the hospital, all who visited her at home and all who prayed for her everyday and continues to pray still. It brought her peace and comfort in the end. She enjoyed the company and welcomed the noise. It was nice to meet some of her friends and hear stories about her. She is loved by so many and is missed terribly.

It truly was an honor to be there with her when she needed me the most. Being by her side was the most precious gift that I could give to her as a daughter. I know that she will always be there with us. I know that she would want me to keep in touch with Brian and the girls. I know that she would want me and my siblings to keep an eye on my dad. I hope to not let her down.

She will never be forgotten. She will always be in my heart. Until we meet again, I love you, Momma Flor

By Pam Bumbasi