Esther Borrego, 85, of Olathe, Kansas passed away peacefully the early morning of December 3, 2021, at Evergreen Community of Johnson County.
Esther was born in El Paso, Texas on August 26, 1936 to Nicolas and Esther Romero. The second youngest in a family of 12 siblings, Esther lovingly told stories of growing up in a large family. She is survived by the youngest in her family, brother, Jimmy Romero.
In 1957, Esther married her husband Robert Borrego and they made their home in El Paso, Texas raising their three children. She enjoyed being involved with her children's outside school activities, and, during most summers, volunteered her spare time to the church. She was a devout catholic who believed deeply in the power of prayer. Nearly every year she would plant a small vegetable garden with a few marigolds scattered in the front yard for added color. Her cooking could be smelled from a block away. She enjoyed cooking for her family and made sure we had a home cooked meal every day; we will especially miss her tacos. Her laughter will be missed most of all. She had a genuine, boisterous and contagious laugh.
Esther is survived by her loving husband, Robert; children Michael Robert Borrego (Holly), Diane Marie Borrego Willey (Jay) and Robert Jude Borrego (Tamara); grandchildren Michael V. Borrego, Whitney Borrego Venegoni, Thomas Borrego, Sarah Willey, Nathanael Willey, Vivian Borrego and Sofia Borrego; and great-grandchildren Nevaeh Willey, Dakota Willey and Masyn Venegoni.
She was preceded in death by her parents Nicolas & Esther Romero and 10 older brothers and sisters.
In lieu of flowers, the family suggests memorial contributions to the Alzheimer's Association.
Private family services will be held.
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here.When all of this is over, and the flowers have started to fade,
When the condolence cards are in the trash and we have gone back to our regular days,
There will still be moments of sorrow, when the grief and the memories feel fresh,
Where we think of Mom as she would want us to do, in the days when she was her best.
When we were young, and the world full of sunshine,
When she was young, and her heart full of pride,
We will compost the flowers and throw out the cards, but she will always live on, inside.