Today would have marked my mother’s 80th birthday—a milestone rich with love, memories, and reflection.
She was known by many names—Mom to me, Nonna to my children, and a cherished friend to countless others. Even though she’s no longer with us, her impact remains strong, and her memory deserves to be celebrated.
My mom was a fighter. She faced personal hardships and life’s unexpected storms, yet she always chose strength over surrender. “I Will Survive” wasn’t just a song she liked—it became her quiet anthem. However, what made her remarkable wasn’t just her endurance; it was her compassion. Her trials only deepened her love for others.
She lived with purpose. She was the kind of person who made people feel seen, heard, and valued. Whether hosting Sunday dinners, praying for someone in need, or simply showing up with a warm smile, she gave from the heart. She served others not out of obligation, but from a place of unwavering faith and genuine love.
Her walk with God anchored her life. “The Goodness of God” reflected her testimony—one of faithfulness, perseverance, and grace. She believed in God’s promises and lived each day trusting in His goodness, even when life was difficult.
When she passed earlier this year, it was evident how many lives she had touched. Nearly 300 people attended the visitation and memorial. She wasn’t a public figure, but she invested in people, and they remembered her.
Today, I remember her, too. I miss her laugh, her hugs, her wisdom, and her spirit. I celebrate her legacy, her strength, and the 80 years she would have celebrated today. Her memory lives on in our hearts, our stories, and our faith.
Happy Birthday, Mom. You were brave. Mom, you were faithful. You are forever loved.