My dear friend. May you dance in heaven and enjoy the beauty, Gina and I worked together in a nursing home back in the 1970’s, a lovely lady and great friend. Until we meet again. Love you, Gina.
0
My mama was my mom in the truest sense of the word. In these last years, we grew closer than ever, and I was blessed to walk beside her through so much of her journey. She was strong—strong in her will, strong in her spirit, strong in her humor. Even when her body was failing, her strength never left her.
She leaves behind me, my two brothers, her daughter-in-law, twelve grandchildren, and eleven great-grandchildren. Each of us carries a part of her, and together we are the living legacy of her love. When I look at our family, I see her shining through—in our laughter, in our stubbornness, in our stories, and in the love we share.
I want to thank every single person who checked in, who prayed, who reached out, and who helped hold me up when I was tired. That love mattered, and it will always be remembered.
Today, I am here as her daughter—grateful for her life, for the love she gave, and for the strength she showed us all. And while my heart aches, I know her love will keep flowing through each generation.”
0