Rosanna H

My Nana is my hero! Nana was always there for us, even in the most difficult circumstances; she was also tirelessly there for everyone who was in need without letting anything stand in her way. During the depression Nana wound up divorced with a toddler - my mom. Nana, like everyone, lived with her family and found work where she could, even volunteering to babysit on her "off hours" so others could work. Nana met and married a gay man who was in need of a wife and family to hold his job - thank goodness this is no longer "required." Grandpa did quite well and was able to have his "friend" while my Nana opened up Day Care with breakfast and lunch for local families. Nana never charged a cent for anything and gave of her heart, home, and herself so these children could eat, get clothes Nana sewed, and had a warm place to go everyday. After the Depression ended Nana continued this for the poorer families and single mothers due to the war. As Nana and Grandpa aged they moved to Saint Croix and Nana once again worked to help families in need as well as founding the Botanical Gardens and paining classes. Through all this Nana was there for her own family - my Mom, my sisters and brothers, my Grandpa. Towards the end of her life in a lucid moment - she died from an Alzheimer's related disease - my Nana told me she wished she could have done more, helped more people, and been a better person. I still cry when I think of her, I miss my Nana, my Hero everyday, she inspired everyone around her to do their best as she had always done. A better person, there NEVER was!!!

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