

Michael Andrew Ramonas (nickname Mikie) was born and raised in Tampa, Florida. He loved the outdoors more than anyone knows. As a child his expectations for the days there was no school was where are we going today Ma. His expectations was to take him fishing and he was not picky where as well. As he grew into his adolescents years his other love was hunting. Both fishing and hunting became to him a disease with no cure. He really did not have one friend in his life, no he had many. His best childhood friends were from our old neighborhood in West Tampa on an old circle called Bel Aire Circle. Their names are Sara , Christina and Joey. No matter how his day was going all three of them were right there with him spending numerous days outside whether it was a birthday party in the yard, riding their bikes around the neighborhood, even at one point had a lemonade stand. They were pretty creative and adventurous. As the years went by Mikie and his childhood years turned in to adolescent years and the old neighborhood was not the same. Two of his best friends left the neighborhood and only one remained and we moved straight across town. He was now changing in many ways. His moods had his ups and downs and there was no stability. His joking, fun personality was still there, but his life around him was complicated. He really did not have any goals in life, all he wanted to do was to fish mostly and hunting was secondary. Once we moved away from the old neighborhood the teen years were even more complicated. We did have some really fun, loving days and vacations he never forgot and at times would bring them up and put a smile on his face as well as that laugh of his. Things took a turn for the worst when his adopted Father passed away by the name Michael John Ramonas. You see I think he still needed him in some strange way. Both of them had a complicated unexplainable love you would never have known, unless you were right there living with them. Mikie was lovable and hugs and kisses were his specialty. I think if we made that a daily task to do with him, maybe things would of not been so complicated for him as he grew into his adult years. Keeping him home was impossible. Being free to do what he wanted when he wanted was his passion. Responsibilities was not his specialty and never was going to be, this is who he was. You see he finally got his wish. He is free now as an angel in heaven to be who he wants to be. Just think he left with comfort knowing his kids Cristian, Michael and Mindi are in good hands and this past summer he told me was the best time of his life spending time with his family getting to really know them. Mikie will forever be remembered for being who he was and loved as a one of a kind son for ever after. Stay close to those that are with you now Mikie and please once in a while stop on by and give us a sign or a feeling that you are still with us to give us comfort knowing you have not gone far away. Love you son, I am heart broken and miss you no words can explain, but looking forward towards the day we can meet again and be together forever. Love you, Ma..
Michael is survived by his mother, Margie Ramonas, adopted father, Michael Ramonas is deceased and his children, Cristiano Mariani, Michael Ramonas and Mindi Ramonas. His half siblings are Janette Diaz, Stephen Diaz and Katie Diaz. He has many loving grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins left behind in sorrow.
A Memorial Mass is scheduled for Friday, December 15, 2017, 10:00am, at St. Paul Catholic Church, 12708 N. Dale Mabry Hwy., Tampa, FL 33618.
In lieu of flowers, donations are accepted to GoFundMe for Michael Diaz-Ramonas Memorial Fund.
Funeral arrangements entrusted to the care of Gonzalez Funeral Home, 7209 N. Dale Mabry Hwy, Tampa, FL 33614, ph. 813-931-1833. www.GonzalezFuneral.com
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