In my life, I’m fortunate enough to have met a handful of men who’ve inspired me to become the woman I am today. Amongst them, one in particular has influenced me the most; my grandfather. To this day, I looked up to him as my second father and a role model for my family.
My grandfather, who I called Nonno, had the sweetest soul and the nicest heart. He would put everyone’s needs before his own and he’d priortized his family above anything else. This hard working man was born in Italy, and luckily for me, he had taught me how to speak italian and most importantly, I learned so much about my culture and how crucial it was to work hard and set goals for yourself. This hard working man was very family orientated and tried to spend as much time with his grandchildren as possible. My grandfather worked as a tailor in Montreal, and he made hundreds of suits for his clients, including the Priminister of Canada.
In the year 2012, my grandfather was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. With only a few months to live, he continued to be optimistic and he surrounded himself with family and friends who came to raise his spirits and help him enjoy the final months of his life. With each passing day, he pushed himself to see his grandkids for one more time. On Febuary 3rd 2012, he died in his hospital bed just three days after my birthday.
To me, being an inspirational person doesn’t mean you have to be famous, wealthy or young. Like my grandfather, an inspirational person is someone who inspires you to make a difference, to be a better person and overall, they inspire you to be the best version of yourself.
To my Nonno, you’ll always stay close to my heart. I love you.


