Ida Marrelli

We lost our world, and heaven gained an angel on Nov 24th, 2021, when the gates opened to reunite Ida Marrelli with her beloved husband Giuseppe Marrelli in Heaven at age 86. Ida was strong, loving, funny, family oriented and showed love most through cooking and bringing everyone together around a table.

Ida’s story is long and wonderful, coming over by ship to Halifax Pier 21 from Italy when she was 19 years old with nothing more than whatever she could fit in her travel trunk, and nearly died from seasickness. She and Joe started to build a new life together. They didn’t have much but they always provided a beautiful home for their 7 children, keeping them warm and well looked after.

Ida was a beloved mother to Jim (Laurisa), Rose (John), Teresa (Mike), Frank (Andrea), Lily, Anna (Rick), and Paul (Monica). She loved each with all her heart and was the glue of our family. Her grandchildren Vanessa (Rick), Natalie (Justin), Christy, Stephanie, Matthew, Jonathan, Kyle (Katrina), Megan, Brianne, Rya, Carolyn, Adam, Ava, and Arielle, will forever hold a place in their hearts for their beloved Nonna.

Ida was a treasured great grandmother to Madison, Chloe, Sophie, Harrison, James, Jade and Bentley. Ida will be fondly remembered and held dear in the hearts of her many friends and family. To know her, was to love her. May she rest in peace.

Fond memories and expressions of sympathy may be shared at www.delmorofuneralhome.com for the Marrelli family.

Eulogy:

Good morning and thank you for being here with us, as we come together to grieve the loss of the greatest women I’ve ever known, my Nonna…Ida Marrelli. It isn’t often in our lives that we come across someone so special that that person stays with you forever, but she was that kind of person.

For those of you who don’t know me I’m Natalie, Teresa’s daughter, and Ida’s granddaughter. For those of you who do know me, you know I had a bond with my Nona like no other. We were thick as thieves, and always had each others backs. There wasn’t anything we wouldn’t and didn’t do for each other. We had a love and connection, that words can’t even describe. I’m forever grateful for every moment spent together, every phone call, every meal, vacation, it didn’t matter what we were doing and who was around if we were together. We shared a bond and unconditional love without regrets, nothing was ever left unsaid, and every conversation ended with I love you.

Nonna was the most beautiful soul inside and out, anyone who knew her loved her. I’ve never known a heart so big and pure to do for her family and others. She was a wonderful listener, always there to lend an ear to anyone in need. Her phone would ring off the hook daily, even up until her last days with friends and family on the other end. She was a pillar of strength and support to many. She was selfless, kind, and one the funniest people I had the pleasure to know. I know lots of us have fond memories of having a good laugh with Nona, usually over the silliest things but none the less she would bend over laughing until she couldn’t talk because she was laughing so hard. I’ll never forget that laugh, and the way it ignited anyone in the room to laugh just as hard.

I’ll forever miss her home, and meals around her table. The endless coffees you didn’t even want to drink, but you did because she loved to serve you. A table full of food, whether she was having company of it was just the two of us. She loved to cook, especially for others and you could taste her love in every bite.

My world as I know it will never be the same now that she’s gone. This has been without a doubt the hardest thing I’ve ever been through, but if she taught me anything it’s to stay strong, keep smiling, don’t complain and love those around you. I will continue to keep her memory alive for myself and my young son Bentley who was blessed to know her for almost three years. I will continue to pass on the lessons, patience, unconditional love and hopefully some recipes, though nothing will ever taste as good as when Nona made it.

The only cure for grief is to grieve, grief is just love with no place to go. I hope we can all come together at a time great sorrow, to love one another and keep her memory alive. I know the pain is hard, but she’s no longer suffering and is in a better place with Nonno by her side, as they wait for the rest of us. You never know which day will be your last, so don’t take any for granted. Love those around you and tell them how you feel, for it could be your last time.