Damillion was born February 10, 2002 and was exceptional from the moment he entered this world. He was a go getter, brilliant and always wanted to be the best. Damillion was extremely gifted musically, intellectually and he had a love of poetry. Below is a “Who Am I?” poem that D wrote describing who he is. His mom and dad have added some words describing who D is from their eyes. If only he could truly see him self though our eyes he would know how loved and amazing he was, is and will always be!
Damillion, Known to friends as DMoney Leader, Go-Getter, Protector, and Determined Lover of Growth, Hope, and Hate Who Feels Jealousy, Envy, and Greed Whose Greatest Dream is to be in the Navy Who Gives Money, Love, and Protection Who Fears being Forgotten, Heights, and Car Accidents Who Would Like to Meet Conor McGregor, 50 Cent, and Floyd Mayweather Who Loves to Read Mark Twain, Poetry, and Music Who Aspires to Become a Millionaire Who Listens to the Advice of my Brother, Cousin, and myself Who Would Like to See Paris, Long Beach, California, and Miami, Florida Resident of Evans, Colorado Chavez
To My Son
The moment I found out I was pregnant was the exact moment that I fell in love with you. Terrified about how this would work because Tyrone was just a baby too. It was in that moment that I told myself that I would walk by faith not by sight. God would carry us through this life and everything would be alright. I remember the day your dad and I were thinking of names and Your name had to be one of a kind, unique in every way, one that would stick in everyone’s mind. Damillion Jaize My son, my D, DMoney, my bunny. We’ve done life together and I will cherish each and every moment we had; even when you were mad. I’d just try to tickle your feet or reach over and tickle your chin all to get a little grin. Most of the time it worked!
You are amazing… Your life, your heart, your love, your style, your humor, your smile and your god given gifts have done nothing short of amaze me. I was amazed at how big you were when you were born, in comparison to your 5lb brother you were a beast. Amazed at how big and adorable your head was. I would tell everyone that commented, because everyone did, that your big head meant you had a big brain and that proved to be true. Amazed at how quickly you learned everything and I mean EVERYTHING. Amazed that you could recite your ABC’s and spell your colors at two. You learned your name, that big big name, well before pre-school. Amazed at how you would so strategically organize your toys, carry your cars with one between each finger so that you could bring them all, pick up random sticks and place them so purposefully. Amazed at how dedicated you were with your academics, your teachers always had to find more work to challenge you, and often times you would easily finish that too You just got it! Rarely did you have homework because you would get done what needed to be done during class. You could ace a test in the blink of an eye, and it seemed as though you didn’t even have to try. Everything about you is amazing!
I love you beyond measure… I love how much passion you had for the things you love. When you were into something you were intensely into it. And I mean with so much intensity that we were ALL into it too! I loved watching you practice your handwriting at the table because you wanted to master it just right. I loved your love of Spiderman. When D loved spidy we all loved spidy! From movies, toys, posters, costumes and clothes. Your dad even dressed up and climbed on the roof so that you could see spidy and you were shocked, simply ecstatic and cried with so much joy. I loved your love of John Cena and collection of wrestling figures, props and clothes. I will always see your face on the day I took you to watch wrestling at the Pepsi center. You stood on the chair so you could see everything and all I could do is watch you. Your happiness was my happiness. You looked down from that chair and said, “mom this is the best day ever”! For you it was because you got to see your idle for me it was because you were so happy. I loved your love of Lego’s, everything Call of Duty. You were so determined to put them together that you would not be satisfied until it was complete. I’m certain that you hardly used the directions you just knew how each and every piece should go. You would finish in one sitting and one of us (usually grama Tonja) would have to go get another and another and another until your collection was complete. I love your love of gaming. I don’t know how you did it but the day you got a game was the same day you mastered it. I loved everything about you!
You are forever missed… I miss your million-dollar smile and how much you loved it as well. I miss you walking through the door as loud as can be asking what’s for dinner all the while your shoes still on your feet. I miss you randomly laughing at memes then reaching over to show me what it was that you found so funny. I miss you coming up stairs as I finished a fresh batch of salsa, it’s like you smelt it. Then the two of us would stand at the counter hovering over the bowl and devour an entire bag of chips… then look to see if there were any more chips. I miss watching you enjoy any and everything that I baked especially those carrot cake cupcakes. I didn’t even bother me that your slice was usually half the cake/pie or bread. I miss you leaving the waffle maker out (almost every day), the empty milk carton on the counter vs putting it in the trash. Your logic was always the best, “well it was hot mom and I don’t want to start a fire” or “the milk jug would take up too much room in the trash can, and I’m just trying to maximize the space”. I miss you telling me how to make things properly, like bacon, spaghetti and scrambled eggs… I mean you did work at sonic, took culinary, watched Gordon Ramsey so you became my Chef Boy-R-D. I miss your stories and random facts that were well beyond my scope of knowledge and often times over my head. I miss watching you and Ty wrestle in the living room. I’d shut off the tv and be entertained for as long as you both could last. Of course, that stopped when you both got too big and things would break and Jordan wanted to step in. I believe she got the best of each of you a time or two! I miss our talks in the car rides to and from work or school. The best was when you worked in Windsor and we had more time due to the drive. I miss you getting in the car and immediately changing k-love to some wild rap, I’d tell you I can’t and we need something we can agree on so he’d play some Tupac. I miss watching you breakout in random dance and any and all sports you played. It didn’t matter what it was I would just fill up with so much pride. You will be missed until the end of time!
Love Mom
Let me tell
you about my son Damillion Jaize Chavez, my mini me. He was a son any parent
would be lucky to have, and I thank God he was mine.
Damillion
was so handsome and he knew it too! He was driven to have the best grades in
the family, and he did with his 4.2 GPA! His hard work went beyond school, he
worked hard at every job he had whether it was making sandwiches, flipping
burgers, or stocking shelves he did it the best. As a father I truly couldn’t
be prouder of the young man he was becoming.
Anyone who
really knew D knew he was so funny and such a smart ass. But as a brother and a
friend he was a protector and he would do anything for the ones he loved.
Bunny,
Some of
my best memories are taking you horseback riding since you were young until our
last ride in July 2019. I can remember your love for John Cena like it was
yesterday and the endless wrestling and John Cena themed birthday parties. As
you got older, we shared a love and bond for The Lakers and Kobe, UFC and
Connor, boxing and Floyd Mayweather. I was glad I could share some of my
favorite things with you and they became our favorite things. I tried to
influence you with my music choices and love for it. I loved hearing your voice
on a track, knowing given time we could have made a hit for the ages. I am so
thankful for our garage and shop cuts, that time and those talks meant
everything to me.
Damillion-
My Disco Bunny 17 years wasn’t enough, but I thank God for every second. I love
you son and you will never be forgotten!
About Damillion
Damillion was born February 10, 2002 and was exceptional from the moment he entered this world. He was a go getter, brilliant and always wanted to be the best. Damillion was extremely gifted musically, intellectually and he had a love of poetry. Below is a “Who Am I?” poem that D wrote describing who he is. His mom and dad have added some words describing who D is from their eyes. If only he could truly see him self though our eyes he would know how loved and amazing he was, is and will always be!
Damillion,
Known to friends as DMoney
Leader, Go-Getter, Protector, and Determined
Lover of Growth, Hope, and Hate
Who Feels Jealousy, Envy, and Greed
Whose Greatest Dream is to be in the Navy
Who Gives Money, Love, and Protection
Who Fears being Forgotten, Heights, and Car Accidents
Who Would Like to Meet Conor McGregor, 50 Cent, and Floyd Mayweather
Who Loves to Read Mark Twain, Poetry, and Music
Who Aspires to Become a Millionaire
Who Listens to the Advice of my Brother, Cousin, and myself
Who Would Like to See Paris, Long Beach, California, and Miami, Florida
Resident of Evans, Colorado
Chavez
To My Son
The moment I found out I was pregnant was the exact moment that I fell in love with you. Terrified about how this would work because Tyrone was just a baby too. It was in that moment that I told myself that I would walk by faith not by sight. God would carry us through this life and everything would be alright. I remember the day your dad and I were thinking of names and Your name had to be one of a kind, unique in every way, one that would stick in everyone’s mind. Damillion Jaize My son, my D, DMoney, my bunny. We’ve done life together and I will cherish each and every moment we had; even when you were mad. I’d just try to tickle your feet or reach over and tickle your chin all to get a little grin. Most of the time it worked!
You are amazing…
Your life, your heart, your love, your style, your humor, your smile and your god given gifts have done nothing short of amaze me. I was amazed at how big you were when you were born, in comparison to your 5lb brother you were a beast. Amazed at how big and adorable your head was. I would tell everyone that commented, because everyone did, that your big head meant you had a big brain and that proved to be true. Amazed at how quickly you learned everything and I mean EVERYTHING. Amazed that you could recite your ABC’s and spell your colors at two. You learned your name, that big big name, well before pre-school. Amazed at how you would so strategically organize your toys, carry your cars with one between each finger so that you could bring them all, pick up random sticks and place them so purposefully. Amazed at how dedicated you were with your academics, your teachers always had to find more work to challenge you, and often times you would easily finish that too
You just got it! Rarely did you have homework because you would get done what needed to be done during class. You could ace a test in the blink of an eye, and it seemed as though you didn’t even have to try. Everything about you is amazing!
I love you beyond measure…
I love how much passion you had for the things you love. When you were into something you were intensely into it. And I mean with so much intensity that we were ALL into it too! I loved watching you practice your handwriting at the table because you wanted to master it just right. I loved your love of Spiderman. When D loved spidy we all loved spidy! From movies, toys, posters, costumes and clothes. Your dad even dressed up and climbed on the roof so that you could see spidy and you were shocked, simply ecstatic and cried with so much joy. I loved your love of John Cena and collection of wrestling figures, props and clothes. I will always see your face on the day I took you to watch wrestling at the Pepsi center. You stood on the chair so you could see everything and all I could do is watch you. Your happiness was my happiness. You looked down from that chair and said, “mom this is the best day ever”! For you it was because you got to see your idle for me it was because you were so happy. I loved your love of Lego’s, everything Call of Duty. You were so determined to put them together that you would not be satisfied until it was complete. I’m certain that you hardly used the directions you just knew how each and every piece should go. You would finish in one sitting and one of us (usually grama Tonja) would have to go get another and another and another until your collection was complete. I love your love of gaming. I don’t know how you did it but the day you got a game was the same day you mastered it. I loved everything about you!
You are forever missed…
I miss your million-dollar smile and how much you loved it as well. I miss you walking through the door as loud as can be asking what’s for dinner all the while your shoes still on your feet. I miss you randomly laughing at memes then reaching over to show me what it was that you found so funny. I miss you coming up stairs as I finished a fresh batch of salsa, it’s like you smelt it. Then the two of us would stand at the counter hovering over the bowl and devour an entire bag of chips… then look to see if there were any more chips. I miss watching you enjoy any and everything that I baked especially those carrot cake cupcakes. I didn’t even bother me that your slice was usually half the cake/pie or bread. I miss you leaving the waffle maker out (almost every day), the empty milk carton on the counter vs putting it in the trash. Your logic was always the best, “well it was hot mom and I don’t want to start a fire” or “the milk jug would take up too much room in the trash can, and I’m just trying to maximize the space”. I miss you telling me how to make things properly, like bacon, spaghetti and scrambled eggs… I mean you did work at sonic, took culinary, watched Gordon Ramsey so you became my Chef Boy-R-D. I miss your stories and random facts that were well beyond my scope of knowledge and often times over my head. I miss watching you and Ty wrestle in the living room. I’d shut off the tv and be entertained for as long as you both could last. Of course, that stopped when you both got too big and things would break and Jordan wanted to step in. I believe she got the best of each of you a time or two! I miss our talks in the car rides to and from work or school. The best was when you worked in Windsor and we had more time due to the drive. I miss you getting in the car and immediately changing k-love to some wild rap, I’d tell you I can’t and we need something we can agree on so he’d play some Tupac. I miss watching you breakout in random dance and any and all sports you played. It didn’t matter what it was I would just fill up with so much pride. You will be missed until the end of time!
Love Mom
Let me tell you about my son Damillion Jaize Chavez, my mini me. He was a son any parent would be lucky to have, and I thank God he was mine.
Damillion was so handsome and he knew it too! He was driven to have the best grades in the family, and he did with his 4.2 GPA! His hard work went beyond school, he worked hard at every job he had whether it was making sandwiches, flipping burgers, or stocking shelves he did it the best. As a father I truly couldn’t be prouder of the young man he was becoming.
Anyone who really knew D knew he was so funny and such a smart ass. But as a brother and a friend he was a protector and he would do anything for the ones he loved.
Bunny,
Some of my best memories are taking you horseback riding since you were young until our last ride in July 2019. I can remember your love for John Cena like it was yesterday and the endless wrestling and John Cena themed birthday parties. As you got older, we shared a love and bond for The Lakers and Kobe, UFC and Connor, boxing and Floyd Mayweather. I was glad I could share some of my favorite things with you and they became our favorite things. I tried to influence you with my music choices and love for it. I loved hearing your voice on a track, knowing given time we could have made a hit for the ages. I am so thankful for our garage and shop cuts, that time and those talks meant everything to me.
Damillion- My Disco Bunny 17 years wasn’t enough, but I thank God for every second. I love you son and you will never be forgotten!
~Dad