This memorial website was created in the memory of our beloved daughter and friend to many, Marin Nicole Ebel, who was born in Santa Fe, New Mexico on July 29, 1987 and passed away on January 31, 2004 at the age of 16 1/2. Our love for her continues each and every day.
Your favorite holiday / Jenae Jacovino (friend)
Happy Halloween Moo, I remember how much you loved this holiday and have many memories of you as a child. Dressing up as princesses often with tiaras. You did not care how cold it was. Running through the neighborhoods with your friend, Kenzie from h...
Your 31st BD / Jenae Jacovino (aunt)
Marin, know that we wished you a happy birthday and celebrated you on your day. We have talked about the fact that so many of your friends have had babies this year. One more to go and know you are there with them as their baby's angel to look over ...
How the time has gone / Jenae Jacovino
It is now 14 years now, Moo. How the time has gone. We miss you more than ever and hold so many memories dear. Friends reach out and also call out your name. We know that you have work to do, that your new life fills your soul in infinite ways. We ca...
Almost Christmas 2017 / Priscilla Simran (friend)
Marin, how often I think of you and have during this year. It is going on 14 years. Hard to believe you have been out of our sight for so long, but in our hearts and memories forever. I miss your laughter and generosity at the holidays and know how m...
Happy Birthday Marin 2016 / Troy Caine (friend)
SO many of us have held you in our hearts for 12 years since you have moved on, but know that there is not a day that goes by that we do not forget you, your smile, your friendship, your heart, your love and patience for those you loved dearly. You w...
Almost Christmas 2015 / Jacqueline Reed (friend)Read >>
Marin was a joyful child, she trembled with excitement and ecstasy, those who knew her knew the little hop, waving of her hands like a little bird, walking back and forth that she did when she was excited. It was her trademark, hers alone. I never saw another child or baby do this. Marin woke up with a song, she sang in her room, in the shower, at one point in her life she was convinced she would be a singer and she loved to dance. Marin was very funny, had a great sense of humor, made funny faces, but was very intune with her friends, family and animals. She loved writing stories as soon as she could write she would keep journals and draw the cutest drawings. She was a delightful and easy person to be around. I loved our time together.
When she was about 5 and I was working in hospice, she asked me to see the sickest of patients. I took her to the hospital and we walked the corridors of the cancer floor, she peeked in some of the rooms. She was not shocked or afraid. A friend of hers' mother was dying of cancer, the girls were teammates in softball and were probably 10-11 years of age. When this mom went into an inpatient hospice, I would take Marin with me to see her she held her hand and was very kind and loving of her even though she did not know her that well. I was very touched by Marin's comfort in doing this. Not many children would want to look at death that closely.
Marin loved her animals so very much and Chef was her love, a dalmatian who she would buy as many as 12-14 gifts for, for Christmas. She would be full of glee in helping him open his presents. Chef came to see her in the ICU when she was in the hospital. He wanted to jump on her bed, but caught himself from doing that and licked the top of her hand, he was very respectful of her fragil state she was in at that point.
As a social worker and nurse, I tried very hard to have my children learn at an early age about compassion for those in need. We worked at shelters over the holidays or drove around to hand out food and clothing. Marin was very aware of people's plight and wanted to help those she could, she was very generous with these people and her family and friends.
Once Marin went with me when my father was very ill and was on a respirator, he did survive that hospitalization. We were there at Christmas and she sat on the ICU bed with him and sang Christmas carols, even though he was in a coma. I could not have asked for a more wonderful daughter, she was precious to me in so many ways. God knows I miss her so very much as does her family and friends. I am sure she is helping in ways that she can, more so perhaps than in her earthly body. We love you Marin. I cannot wait to see you again my love.
her friendship Marin knew how to be a good friend and was a friend to many. Once she mentioned that this was probably the most important thing she could do in her life and the friends she had known knew that she was loyal, supportive, loving and encouraging. She was someone they could turn to and she understood them.