Monica A. Ramirez, known by many as Monk, Sis, Mom, Momma, Gma, Stinker,

and sometimes just plain ol' Monica, left this world on July 24, 2024, from

her home in Kennewick, WA. She was 58. She left a legacy of laughter, love,

and unforgettable quirks!

Born in California on September 15, 1965, Monica was destined to make the

world brighter, louder, and more stylish. She is survived by her five

incredible children: Tyler, Tiffany, Cole, Cody, and her baby (because

he'll always be the baby, no matter how old he gets), Casey. Her soulmate

and best friend Bob. Her father, Jay Nielson, and siblings Ken, Wayne,

Paul, and Dawn carry forward her vibrant spirit. She is now reunited with

her twin brother Alan, her sister Nita, her mother Laila, and brother

Michael, likely planning one heck of a family reunion up there.

Monica was busy being a mom to her grown-up kids. Her calendar was booked

being her daughter's best friend, daily phone calls, and after-work back

porch visits. She spent most Fridays catching up with her oldest son Tyler,

talking about home decor and remodels. Cole would Facetime and provide the

phone for endless chats that Mr. Calihan loved so much. Cody kept her up to

date on baseball, football, hockey, and any local sports they enjoyed

together. Casey, being her baby, her goals and time were spent trying to

get him settled down and start a family, always talking about how cute his

babies would be. She adored every second spending as much time as possible

with her grandbabies; Mykiah, Wesley, Hudson, Calihan, and Ozzy.

Monica had a gift for friendship. From her Salt Lake City roots to her days

in Dayton, and finally in Kennewick, she made friends like some people

collect knick-knacks. With her infectious laugh and signature sense of

style (let's not forget she won "Best Dressed" while working at Shopko),

she could light up a room and create lifelong friends naturally.

Monica developed a love for the simple pleasures in life: watching golf and

enjoying game shows like Jeopardy and Family Feud. Bob was always by her

side, helping her enjoy camping trips, Seahawks games, and the peacefulness

of the beautiful home they created that welcomed so many friends and family.

Monica's physical presence may be gone, but her spirit, laughter, and

big-hearted nature are still very much here. Her stories, her style, and

her signature laugh will echo through the lives of those who knew and loved

her.

So, Monica, as you head off to your next adventure—probably dressed to the

nines and giggling all the way—know that you've left behind a legacy of

love, laughter, and a lot of clean shoelaces. Rest in peace, dear Monica.

You were, and always will be, loved beyond measure.