Dedicated to Evan Scott Ortiz
December 24, 2001 - July 21, 2003



We Do Not Need A Special Day

We do not need a special day
To bring you to our minds
The days we do not think of you
Are very hard to find

Each morning when we awake
We know that you are gone
And no one knows the heartache
As we try to carry on

Our hearts still ache with sadness
And secret tears still flow
What it meant to lose you
No one will ever know

Our thoughts are always with you
Your place no one can fill
In life we loved you dearly
In death we love you still

There will always be a heartache
And often a silent tear
But always a precious memory
Of the days when you were here

If tears could build a staircase
And heartaches make a lane
We'd walk the path to Heaven
And bring you home again

We hold you close, within our hearts
And there you will remain
To walk with us throughout our lives
Until we meet again

Our family chain is broken now
And nothing seems the same
But as God calls us one by one
The chain will link again.
~ Written by Connie Dyer


This special gift for Angel Evan is from my friend Marie.
You can visit her website for her son Rob here ~ Rob Northrop's Site.




These are two beautiful and loving gifts for Angel Evan from my dear friend, Carol, mom to Angel Michael.




This wonderful gift for Angel Evan is from my friend Janet.





Dedicated to Evan Scott Ortiz
From: Adan Viveros
Evans' Godfather, who wrote and read this at Evan's funeral

For scientists, stars are plants for scientific studies. For all of us, they will always be our family who previously ascended to the firmament. They stategically position themselves, and from above take care of us all. Evan will have a place here with us to rest. Such a place we will attend to honor his memory, and his spirit will always live in our hearts. We will never stop playing with him, along with Elmo his favorite toy who made his life enjoyable. Also we all keep watching his exercise routine before his shower time, and the laughter this would provoke in him. Or the facial gesture he makes when his Mom, Rosalinda would give him cookies. His soul has been transformed already into a beautiful star, and has taken a place in the constellation. The sky tonight will appear most gallant with one more star. The stars' color will be white, green and golden. The white will come from his skin, white like snow. The green from his unmistakable eyes like emeralds. The golden color from his fine heart like gold. The twinkle of light will come from his beautiful loud laughter. Evan will be a motivation for poets, as they glance at the sky. For us, it will bring deep peace and the necessary consolation to continue with our lives. Our families are the joy of our existence, and it is great to know that we never die...We only climb higher and shine forever.







Evan's Story



After two years of trying, my husband and I were blessed with a beautiful baby boy we called Evan Scott Ortiz on December 24, 2001. We had hoped for a boy because, there were no boys on my side of the family. The whole family had anticipated what it would be like to have a rambunctious little guy running around. Up until four months of age Evan was a perfectly normal healthy baby. After he received his four month immunizations Evan became ill. He had a fever and couldn't keep anything down, he also seemed very lethargic. We took little Evan to the Hospital and after nine days and many tests, our precious baby boy was diagnosed with Leukemia. At this point they weren't sure what type, and he was transferred to a Hospital in Los Angeles that could better treat him. After another couple days, we were told that Evan had Acute Myloid Leukemia. From the start, Evans' prognosis was not good. He was M4 and M5 he also was trisomy 8. His doctor seemed confident that Evan could be treated with chemotherapy. But we were also told that a bone marrow transplant may be in his future.


Evan took his treatment in stride and we quickly realized what a little fighter we had. Everyday of his treatment Evan blessed us with his smiles and laughter. After his induction of chemotherapy we were able to go home for a short time before the second round of chemotherapy. All of his blood work looked good and his lumbar puncture showed that the chemotherapy was working. Just when we began to feel hopeful, Evan began to get little bumps on his head. A biopsy was taken and it showed the cancer had spread to the skin on the top of his head. Evan now had Leukemia Accutis. Chemotherapy was stopped and now our boy needed a bone marrow transplant. Because Evan had two half sisters, we needed to find a cord blood donor, so we went home to wait. Miraculously, a donor was found within one week and we were on our way to prepare Evan for his transplant.




It was now four months since initial diagnosis and Evan was now eight months old. I was amazed how he just adjusted to his life, which to him was normal. As long as he had Mommy, Daddy, Grandma, or Um-Pa (As Evan would say) he was a happy camper. He never complained. Even though Evan was a very sick little baby, to us, he was perfect.


After two weeks of outpatient radiation, Evan was about to be admitted for his bone marrow transplant when he contracted a virus. He got sores on his mouth and had cold symptoms. His doctors wanted to wait until the virus ran its course, but Evan's Leukemic Blasts were skyrocketing. If Evan was to receive his transplant, we needed to do it now. My husband and I were faced with a big decision. Before the virus Evans chance of surviving transplant was around 10%. Now that he had this virus, his chances of surviving were less then 5%. Because Evan did have a chance, we agreed to go forward with the transplant.



We were told that Evan would be in the Hospital anywhere from three months to one year. We were amazed to see Evan recovering quickly and just fighting through anything that came his way. During his recovery he met his best friend, Elmo. It brought us great joy to see him watching and enjoying Sesame Street. The hospital staff and any visitors were surprised to see Evan dancing (bopping) to Elmo's World, playing with his rubber duckie in the tub, and even walking in his walker with up to nine IV lines draped over the hanging T.V. Evan lived life to the fullest, he didn't waste a minute. Evan was recovering so well that forty-six days after transplant Evan was released from the hospital. The next five months was the happiest time of our lives.




Even though only out of the Hospital one day, Evan celebrated Halloween as Spiderman in our room at the Ronald McDonald House. We were home for Thanksgiving and Evan celebrated his First Birthday on Christmas Eve 2002. Life was good. We finally had our baby boy home. Evan continued with his many medications and doctor visits but he very much got to live what he knew as normal life. Evan loved to watch his favorite videos and water the grass with mommy. He loved to kick the ball with Grampa and he loved it when Daddy flew him around the house like Superman.



In March of 2003 Evan began to get red dots on his head. Everyone tried to convince me that it was ingrown hair from his hair growing back, but I knew better. A spinal tap and blood work revealed Evan had relapsed. Then we got the horrible news that there was nothing else that could be done to save the life of our child. Evan stayed home except for blood transfusions and doctor visits. He did well until the end of May, when at the age of Seventeen months our son became a hospice patient, and we began to prepare for him to go home. Evan held on till the very end, even drinking out of his sippy cup till his last days. On July 21, 2003 our son was reborn into God Kingdom. Evan was nineteen months old when he died, but he will live eternally in our hearts.



We Love You, Boo!!
Always in our Hearts,
Mommy, Daddy, Monica, And Victoria





The mention of my child's name
may bring tears to my eyes,
But it never fails to bring music to my ears.
If you are really my friend,
let me hear the music of his name!
It soothes my broken heart and sings to my soul!
~ Author Unknown ~




Sweet Angel

He was a gift from God,
A sweet tiny angel from above.

Through all your pain,
Not once did I hear you complain.
You are so special to me,
I'm still trying to understand why you had to leave so soon.
My precious little angel.
You taught me so much more than any teacher can ever teach.
You taught me how to love unconditionally,
You taught me that it was okay to cry,
And to say, "I love you" just because.
The world can never fully understand
The pain I bear inside.
I miss you, and I only dream of having you here with me.
I'll never forget you,
The years may fly by,
but your memory will always stay here right by me.
When you flew so far away that sad morning,
You took a piece of my heart with you.
That hole your departure left will never be filled again.
Oh, please watch over me precious little angel.
I need you to look out for me.
I love you and always will remember you.
Until we meet again,
I'll be thinking about you and missing you.
Good-bye sweet angel, Evan
~ Author Unknown


If Roses grow in Heaven,
Lord please pick a bunch for me,
Place them in my Son's arms
and tell him they're from me.

Tell him I love him and miss him,
and when he turns to smile,
place a kiss upon his cheek
and hold him for awhile.

Because remembering him is easy,
I do it every day,
but there's an ache within my heart
that will never go away.
~ Author Unknown.






The poem and the awards above are gifts to Evan from my dear friend Pammi.
Benjiman's Site Map


Please accept this award for Evan's web page... once again I am so sorry for your loss,
and you are in my thoughts and prayers.

^Tylers^ webpage


Dear Rosalinda and ANGEL Evan

The sun won't shine any more
The stars won't shine in the night
The moon won't rise in the sky
Nothing will ever again seem right

To know you and feel you
Was to love and hold you
Just to see you smile
Made my life worth while

I will always remember your smile
With your 10 Tiny Toes and fingers
That baby scent you always had
Is a smell that will forever linger

Written By Sue-Anne Aguilera~~~Lee'sMom
MY DEEPEST LOVE ROSALINDA





In Loving Memory of Lee Henry Aguilera



My Angel Son Michael


With Love For Evan
Sing and Dance with the Angels
Ann, Laurasmom




Thank you to my dear friend Joyce for many of the tags for Evan's web page.
And thank you to Lynn for all your help with the music for Evan's web page.








A friend can hear a tear drop.






Please visit Maria's Tribute to Christopher
Angel Christopher
Two Very Special Angels


Jesus Wept


"I am so very honored to present you with my "Littlest Angel Award"
in honor of baby Evan's wonderful courage and spirit."


"I am honored to give you my "Most Beautiful Music Award."
I loved this wonderful music that lifted me up
and made me think of little Angel Evan singing along with Elmo in Heaven."
Love, Laurasmom

In Loving Memory of Laura Ann Kimble


"A Gift For Evan in loving memory of Benjiman."
Benjiman's Site Map


This webpage is created
In Loving Memory of Evan Scott Ortiz
on May 3, 2004
Last updated: July 22, 2017
2004 - 2017