Sujeiliz Rosado passed away on August 21st, 2025. She was born on September 27th, 1976 in Salinas, Puerto Rico to Miriam Figueroa and the late, Luis Rosado. She is lovingly survived by her husband, Joseph Dobron; daughters, Jesenia, Linda, and Noeliz Rivera, as well as her son, Noel Kintzer. Additionally, she is survived by her grandbabies: Sophia, Oliver, Emma, Milo, and Emilia, who she so deeply adored; and her siblings: Mayra Rosado, Edgar Rosado, Carlos Rosado, and Luis Rosado Jr.

To know Sully is to know the deepest of loves. Everything she did—from how she showed up for those in her life to how she loved them—was done with such intentionality. She had an innate ability to make anyone feel special just by being around her. Whether it was a date to Rachel's Crepeire or helping deep-clean the homes of her daughters who were welcoming their first babies, she was always eager and willing.

In addition to a love for painting, she absolutely adored her animals. Her three lizards, Pablo, Jason, Diablo, as well as the loves of her life, Blanca and Creasy Bear, our family dogs. She loved to walk Creasy Bear around the streets of Lititz and give him a little pup cup to pair with her ice cream. Our Blanca was a runner, so Mom often found herself chasing around a tiny, anxiety-ridden chihuahua who seems to have 7 lives, all while laughing and smiling.

The child-like wonder so many of us lose the more we age was never lost in her. She could make a beach trip we've made as a family the past 20 years in a row feel new and exciting. The way she would drop all of her things, run into the sand and let the water wash around her in contentment was our queue—vacation had finally begun. It won't ever look the same without her.

She led our family with such a fierceness and immovability. Mom was bold, opinionated, and stubborn. She also had a silliness that would catch you off guard—it was hard not to smile or laugh alongside her after another successful scheme or prank.

Her grandbabies were her entire world. From pool days, ice cream dates, bottle feedings, IKEA side quests, soccer games, to singing and dancing sessions, she made sure the only thing her babies ever experienced was her love for them. In return, she got to be loved by them her entire life, too.

If there's anything we've learned in the few days from her passing, it's the insurmountable amount of love and admiration she had garnered from people all over. Every person who hears of her passing, from old friends to deli clerks, share the same sentiment. A deep sadness, followed by: "She was such a special person."

We hope she feels how loved she is and will always be. Her life continues on every time one of her grandbabies snuggles in with her teddy bears; when a cup of Cafe Bustelo is brewed; or when the ocean water touches up onto the shore around our toes.

You live on, Mom. We love you.