Cynthia "Tita" Cantor

It is with a heavy heart that I write this letter to celebrate and remember the life of my younger sister Cynthia who I used to call “Tita”. Losing a sister is never easy, and losing your only sister is even more difficult. I hope that by saying a few words about

“Tita” today will help alleviate some of the grief that we are all feeling today.

In her younger days, Tita was a very outgoing person that attracted fun and laughter like a magnet. She was a positive person who lived every day of her life to the fullest. She loved to talk on the phone. Surely this generation has not experienced speaking through a land line phone with a cord that was twenty feet long! Tita would walk around the house while on the phone with her buddies cooking, washing clothes, going outside to check who passed by and yes, she would even take her precious phone into the bathroom. Needless to say we would never get a chance to use the phone. Our home was full of her laughter and chatter as she made plans to go out with her friends.

About five years ago, her hospital visits became more frequent but she always came out as I would say “an Amazon woman”. I would tell her how our great grandmother, grandmother and mom were strong woman who overcame any obstacle presented in front of them. Tita was a strong woman who battled her illness for many, many years. A few years ago, she told me “sissy, I have a hole in my heart. Doctors tell me I won’t make it.” But you know what sissy? I’m not ready to give up. I love my children too much! They’re my life.” And sure enough, after being on life support on several occasions she would make it. It was the love she had for Martin and Briana that kept her alive. Doctors would tell me she was a walking miracle. And truly she was.

My sister was a giver. I will never forget when mom and Tita bought about 15 blankets and gave them to the homeless walking the streets on a winter day just before Christmas. She said, “They may not have a home, but at least they will sleep warm tonight.”

What I think she would say to all the youth here today? I think she would tell you to respect your parents, do things in moderation and stay away from any bad influences. Eat healthy and take care of your body. Laugh like it’s your last laughter and enjoy the simple things in life.

It was so sad watching her fight every breath she took. She suffers no more. It’s hard to accept that she will no longer be with us. She was loved more than words can say. Her children, family and friends loved her. Her memory will live in our hearts forever and we will never forget her.

May you find rest and peace as God’s angels wrap their arms around you.

Goodbye little sister,

Karen