Frank and Lisa,

In situations like these, it is not easy to get the right words to express the feeling of the loss of a loved one. And it is even more sad that my mother will not know what happened to her older sister since she acquired the unthinkable ... Alzheimer’s Disease. Still, I am quite certain that she would have written a very precious message for her sister Lydia...

In addition, I would like to share this poem,

Miss Me But Let Me Go

When I come to the end of the road

and the sun has set for me,

I want no rites in a gloom-filled room,

why cry for a soul set free?

Miss me a little…but not too long,

and not with your head bowed low.

Remember the love that once was shared,

miss me…but then let me go.

For this is a journey we all must take

and each must go alone.

It’s all a part of the Master’s plan,

a step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick of heart

go to the friends we know,

and bury sorrows in doing good deeds,

miss me… but let me go.

By George R. Monseur

Rest in peace, Aunt Lydia.

--Michael A. Canade and Family

I will always remember thanksgiving at Titi Lydia’s house it was the highlight of the year for me as a child growing up in NY and what inspired me to cook and host thanksgiving as an adult. I still make stuffing the way she used to. I pray that she’s resting in peace and my condolences to her family. Love, Jannette