MARIA JULIA SOARESDecember 30, 1932 ~ March 20, 2018 (age 85)
Julia Soares was 85 when Jesus called her home. She took her last breath on Tuesday, March 20th, 2018. Julia is survived by her husband Joao Soares, daughter Marie Nivia Qualls and son Angelo Soares. Grandchildren Brian and Jenna Qualls and Erik Soares. Julia was born one of 12 children. She was the second oldest daughter and helped her mom raise the other children, which is how she became such a wonderful mother. She is survived by 5 sisters and 2 brothers. She is now with her 4 brothers in heaven. Her family, and her role as mother and grandmother, was the most important thing to her. This is where she drew her strength and left her legacy. Being with her family was what she enjoyed most of all. Her life had many obstacles, and she struggled for the last 20 years with different types of illnesses. Breast cancer twice, pulmonary embolism, hip and knee replacement, two broken legs with 9 broken ribs, a stroke and ultimately kidney failure. We wish that so much of her life had not been lost to her illnesses, that things could have been different for her. While we know that she is at peace and that her struggles are at an end, there is pain and sadness. But even though she is gone, she has left the legacy of her love, strength and perseverance. The ways she touched our lives will remain, so please keep those memories alive by sharing them with one another.
A few of the things Julia liked to do was gardening. She enjoyed her all her flowerpots and growing her vegetables. She loved to clean and because of her walker, had a special broom she used to sweep the porch with. She loved the scent of Pine Sol and the smell of oranges. She detested the fall weather because that meant leaves would be everywhere! She loved to bake and shared with friends and family more than she kept. Going to Graton casino once a year and staying in a hotel meant a mini vacation for her. She loved Subway sandwiches and listening to John Denver music. She couldn’t say John Denver so she would just say put on “my boyfriend”. We all knew who she meant. She loved a good joke and sitting on the porch. She loved kids and handing out candy. She loved to pray. She prayed the rosary every evening with nearby neighbors. Her love for her family and her faith in God somehow gave her the strength not only to go on but to love life without bitterness. She loved her family and her friends wholeheartedly.
She truly loved life!