Saturday, November 14, 2020
There is not one time that I remember the most. There are many, many times... when I visited Arestea whether it was hanging out in her room, or in the basement while she worked on her dental school molds, or when we looked at your amazing garden or pet bunnies... you were there always watching over Arestea and me too. I remember when you told someone in front of me that I was like a sister to Arestea, and made me feel like you also meant like a daughter to you. You always invited me over to dinner and sometimes to sleep over when it got too late to drive home. I remember all the barbecues and how proud you were of Arestea when she graduated from UM and dental school. I remember helping to plan Arestea and David’s wedding and wedding shower with you and how proud you were on their big day. I remember all the Greek dances that we all went to and meeting all the family friends. I remember trying to speak Greek (and learned very little) and trying to do the dances ( and had fun even as I stumbled). I remember being with you and your husband and David at the hospital when your grandkids were born. I even remember going to Riverside Hospital when Penelope was born and since I was in the maternity ward, the nurses almost admitted me since I was also eight months pregnant with my daughter. I remember your little dog... I think her name was Vicki. I remember you telling me that you took the nickname Pam because Penny sounded cheap because pennies are not worth much. I remember you sending Arestea and me off when we went out anywhere. I remember hearing about your life at the farm and business on Mykonos. I remember you encouraging Arestea and I to both get married and start our families. But I think most of all, I remember you in your kitchen always cooking something, and the smile on your face that was ever present. My prayers are now with those you loved and left behind and hope that they will find comfort in knowing that you are now with God and that you will all be reunited again one day. - Kim,
Our deepest sympathies and love, the Martin-Borghi family
