Rose Domenica Zompa

I miss you, Rose Zompa. You were the sweetest!

Love does not fade with time, either does missing her. How fortunate to be born to such a caring and amazing mother. In our last conversation while lying next to her in her hospital bed at Guy's, we talked about how her advice was always the best. She smiled and warmly said she always tried her best to do and say the right thing. I miss you mom.

My most recent memory is being at Aunt Rosie`s house right after my Mom passed away. She was letting me stay with her and Lorraine while I handled my mom`s affairs at home. She played a 45 for me of Linda singing Mama and translated the Italian for me. It was an amazing moment and I will treasure being a part of it.

Sympathies to all of the Zompa Family.

One of my favorite memories was going to the Hamilton Mall, many years ago, and occasionally finding Uncle Gene sitting on a bench waiting for Aunt Rosie while she shopped. I would sit and visit with him while he waited. I always knew when she was coming by the look on his face when he saw her. Pure love. I can just imagine that look on his face as he welcomed her back into his arms. Love to you all.