This is Marge and she was a force of nature.
She was my Italian grandmother's cousin and she knew the family stories and stayed connected to relatives back in Italy too. Maybe she stood 4-foot-6-inches maybe...but she was a pistol, full of energy and someone who embraced life fully. The enthusiasm and interest she had in what you had to say also never ceased. I'm so grateful I got to grow up knowing a woman like this. I'm also grateful she got to know my children, even if they don't remember her as well. She lived to be 100, which is quite a thing. Logically it makes no sense but people like Marge just seem like they will be around forever. Of course that's not true, but I think it's really that their impact was so meaningful that it's hard to ever imagine a world without them. And yet, we must.
To a true character and loving matriarch of the Italian side of my family, RIP Marge.
