Cristina and I shared so many happy times together. We enjoyed our outings which she called a “passeggiata” — I don’t know if I spelled that right — but we had fun.

Cristina taught me “to stop and smell the roses.” If the sun was shining, we’d be out — either watching the sunset on the beach or having a leisurely drive.

On one occasion we got stopped by a police officer for a wrong turn. She said, “Don’t tell my son!”

I loved your Mom.
She was the most courageous woman I’ve ever known
and I will miss her.

Love, Gloria