Dolores Joan Nizanty

Dolores Joan Nizanty, of Pembroke Pines, FL. age 91 passed away on Thursday, March 28, 2024. She was born in Glassport, PA on October 2, 1932. She with her husband, Stephen, moved the family to FL in 1956. They were married for fifty-four years. She is survived by her three daughters; Stephanie, Dianne Klos (Matthew), Christina; and her son, Jeff, her grandchildren; Jessica Fraas (Matt), and Jennifer Vaughn (Eric); great-grandchildren, Ella, Maksym, and Clara; sister-in-laws; Audrey Michael, Elaine Horn (Norris); and many more relatives and friends.

A visitation for Dolores will be held Sunday, April 7, 2024 from 3:00 PM to 7:00 PM at Forest Lawn Funeral Home, 2401 Davie Road, Fort Lauderdale, Florida 33317. A funeral service will occur Monday, April 8, 2024 at 1:00 PM, 2401 Davie Road, Fort Lauderdale, Florida 33317. A committal service will occur Monday, April 8, 2024 from 2:00 PM at Forest Lawn Memorial Gardens, 2401 Davie Road, Fort Lauderdale, FL 33317.

I can still hear my Mom say, " IT'S A LITTLE CHILLY OUT!" even when it's pleasant 78 degrees.

In 1956 she wanted to get away from the cold winter climate of Pennsylvania, so they moved the family here to Florida.

Mom was always the absolute center of the Nizanty family.

She and my Dad were married for 54 years and during that time she raised us 4 kids and also cared for Gram Kuzio her mother who lived with us for those years.

When I think of Mom, I think of her Superpower. My Mom had a Superpower. YEAH, A SUPERPOWER. The Superpower of KINDNESS. It was the Kindness she gave to all she knew and met that made her so special.

My sisters and our caregiver Violet gave loving care to my Mom during her last weeks. We all took turns sleeping in Mom's bedroom, so she was never alone. One evening she had asked me to be there. That night I had terrible dreams, nightmares that woke me up. Sometime early in the morning when I was in a deep sleep, I had this vivid dream.

Mom and I were driving in her Grand Marquis. The inside of the car was just like hers but looking at the sideview mirror cowling I saw the outside color was all white. Mom said to me "Take me to the bridge." I told her I don't know where the bridge is. The windshield was dirty, so I turned on the washers and it turned into mud. I could not see anything at all. She said take this right and the windshield became a clear view. There was an intersection with fast moving cars all heading in one direction. I turned right and then we were all alone on this road when I saw a bridge ahead. Mom told me pull over and I said No I'll take you across. She made me stop just before the bridge and said to me "You have to stay here" and got out leaving the door open. There was a crowd gathered on the other side. I looked but could not make out their faces. I watched her walk across that bridge on her own without her walker just like years before.

I woke up before sunrise and Mom was awake, so I told her about my dream. She said she wanted to go Home and that I had to let her go.

There's a big emptiness and sadness now that she has passed but for comfort just remember Mom for the truly good-hearted person she was.

And know that she is Home in that place called Heaven.

For those of us left behind Life Goes On. From here on out I think of Mom and happy times and happy thoughts, and I look forward to seeing her in my dreams.