It Was a Wonderful Life (the one on Earth)
Esther Maria Fontova stopped breathing yesterday Sept. 29th. She was 83 and spent almost her entire life in daily contact with the man she fell in love with at fifteen...then with their four children...then with their nine grandchildren. Yes, I wrote almost daily contact. Somehow she also found time for a career as a professor of mathematics.
She lived by the phrase that titles this post. It was her daily motto. She radiated love and joy. Lucky were her friends and all who--even briefly--enjoyed her company. Blessed is her family who basked in her lifetime of unremitting love and surrounded her upon her peaceful passing at her home of almost fifty years.