Wednesday, January 4, 2012
Although I did not have the opportunity to see Elsa in recent years, I have only fond memories of Elsa, if fact I would say that some of my most cherished memories were created by Elsa being part of my childhood. Before Elsa and Lino began raising their own children, I recall Elsa spending time with me and my sisters—effortlessly drawing cartoon pictures for me, explaining the meaning behind her sculptures, teaching me how to properly hold utensils, exposing me to art, literature and music. As a child, my perception of Elsa was that she was the epitome of Italian language, culture and art. I remember celebrating Christmas at Elsa's home and eagerly anticipating the new and interesting things that would demand the attention from all my senses, her beautifully decorated home, and music blending with the aroma of her creative cuisine. She beautifully and caringly wrapped each gift—as if the presentation was equally as important as the unique gift waiting to observe my expression.
My most cherished memory is how she made me feel—content to be in her home, warm, loved and special. I am so thankful that Elsa was part of my childhood—perhaps part of her legacy is how she may have unknowingly created these memories and how she impacted the lives of others.
I was heartbroken when I heard of her passing.
