
Dawn Martin (neé O’Brien) of Keaau, Hawaii entered eternal rest on Saturday, February 24, 2024 in Pueblo, Colorado. A celebration of her life will be held at 3pm on Friday, March 15th with friends and family.
Dawn was born on March 4th, 1979, in Las Vegas, Nevada to Karyn O’Brien and Michael Ruggles. She was preceded in death by her mother, Karyn, and is survived by her two daughters, Genevieve and Isabelle; her father, Mike; her three younger sisters, Crystal, Jenn, and Jenny as well as two younger brothers, Chris and Mitch.
Dawn was the most beautiful soul imaginable. She was a truly a wonderful person with a free-spirited mind, a phenomenal sense of humor, and an exceptional level of perceptiveness. Love and kindness radiated from the very essence of her being as if it was an infinite resource. The impact of this warmth was generously stitched and woven into every person who was fortunate enough to have crossed paths with her. One of her most admirable qualities was a rare ability to balance intelligence and wisdom with a youthful exuberance in a perfect harmony. On top of that, it was always breathtaking to witness how she could see the potential in others and seamlessly bringing it to the surface without an ounce of hesitation. Loved ones can take comfort in knowing that her legacy will continue to live on for decades to come, because above all else she was an incredible mother.
Any memorial contributions can be made to a charitable organization of your choice.
The stars have called you home, love.
Up high, so far away.
I think they missed your brilliance,
they couldn't let you stay.
You've shone that light of yours, love.
on all the lives you touched.
We've known your joy for years and years,
I guess they thought 'enough'.
They need your light up there now.
This world grows ever dark.
Your passion will rain down like love,
dripped into every heart.
The stars have called you home,
now we'll miss you, every day.
And every night we'll scour the skies,
to watch you, where you lay.
And when dark clouds are gathering,
and air's too cold to breathe.
The life you lived will warm our bones,
and your star will help us see.
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