Ida Virginia Grillo

www.idagrillo.com

Sporadic CJD stole my mother’s life on earth when she was only with us for 73 years.  I would like to think that God spared her from a fate worse than this.  Eight short weeks was all it took for her to leave us, only two weeks from diagnosis from biopsy (brain).

She had a zest for life.  She loved to dance at the club, play mah jong and canasta, and hang out with her grandchildren.

To know her is to love her: Mommy, Ida, Nana … you will be greatly missed.

“Lost love is still love.  It takes a different form, that’s all.  You can’t see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor.  But when those senses weaken, another heightens.  Memory.  Memory becomes your partner.  You nurture it.  You hold it.  You dance with it.  Life has to end.  Love doesn’t.”
– Mitch Albom, “The Five People You Meet In Heaven”