We are so sorry for your loss we are sending prayers to you all and may she rest in peace and live on in your hearts always God bless sending our love Uncle Michael & Aunt Ellen 🙏💕

Nonna was my best friend. Not just someone I loved—but the person I spoke to every single day, the one who knew my voice, my worries, my joys, without me having to explain them. No matter how old I got, she always called me amore mio, and in those two words I was safe again. She loved my children—her great-grandchildren—with a depth that had no limits, no conditions, no hesitation. They were hers, completely.

When I was little, Fridays meant packing up and going to Nonna’s with Liana and enza —going to church with her, food shopping for the weekend, and waking up to pancakes and bacon she made just for us. Those memories live in me. They always will.

She never missed who I was or what I loved. When I became obsessed with Betty Boop and Elvis, she made it her mission to find every tape, every toy—anything with their faces on it—because my happiness mattered to her. 

As I grew up, she was still my constant. When Danny and I were trying to have a baby, we asked Nonna to pray. When Danny was interviewing for a job, we asked Nonna to pray. Her prayers felt powerful—like having her speak to God on our behalf meant everything would be okay. She was the first person I called with good news, and the first I leaned on when life felt heavy. She always knew what to say. And even when she didn’t, just hearing her voice was enough.

Whenever she talked about going to heaven, I begged her not to. I pleaded with her. I told her I couldn’t do this without her—that I needed her here. And now she’s gone, and the truth is unbearable: a piece of me left with her that day. A piece I will never get back until I see her again.

I don’t know how to function in a world where I can’t call her, where I can’t hear amore mio on the other end of the line. I’ll make sure to give the kids a kiss from you every single day, Nonna. I’ll tell them about you, about your love, your prayers, your heart.

I love you endlessly. I miss you beyond words. And I will carry you with me until we meet again.

I met Maria in Kings Point , Delray,  Florida 
She always took care of her garden.  She was very happy doing this.  I always checked in on her and she was always happy to see me.
She will be missed.  Rest In Peace!🙏🏻🙏🏻

Our family met Maria about 8 years ago in Del Ray Beach, Florida where she lived. We became friends  and neighbors.  Maria loved gardening.  She was always  attending to her garden. 
She enjoyed talking to  everyone and sharing her stories.  She also liked to sew.  This past year she was making pillows for everyone, which I have one.  She wad a kind person and she will be missed. May she Rest In Peace🙏🏻🙏🏻
Sincere condolences to all if her family.
The Romano Family 
Ralph, Barbara and Andrew

Iam just so heart broken to hear of Maria passing.  We were in a craft group every Friday. She is so sweet. I just loved her. She was loved by so many people. She will be missed dearly. Rest in peace my dear friend

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Maria Peritore

February 3, 1944 – June 10, 2026

Cusimano & Russo Funeral Home

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