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Becker Funeral Home

219 Kinderkamack Road, Westwood, NJ

OBITUARY

Sabrina Louise Ferrara

July 17, 1992September 29, 2019
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It is with deep sadness that John and Connie Ferrara along with their son J.T. mourn the passing, on September 29, 2019, of their daughter and sister Sabrina Louise Ferrara of River Vale, New Jersey, born on July 17, 1992. Sabrina was a beautiful young lady who was deeply loved by her family, friends and anyone she met. Sabrina had a wonderful smile that would light up a room. She was creative, artistic and displayed an unrelenting enthusiasm for any endeavor she set her mind to. Sabrina earned a Bachelor of Science degree in Biology and Italian Language Studies from Stonehill College in Massachusetts in 2014. It was through this course of study that she found her love for butterflies, which she pursued in many ways and which took her to places as far away as the Smithsonian Butterfly Research Center in Panama. Please think of her whenever you see a butterfly go by. Sabrina loved to travel, and after college she backpacked throughout Europe for five months visiting family and exploring new places. She also loved animals, especially dogs, and spent many weekends playing with the rescue dogs at local animal shelters. Over the years, she developed a passion for running and competing in road races, especially the Spartan Championship Series where she was an accomplished racer. Sabrina worked at the Ridgewood Public Library, where she contributed significantly to the summer reading program for kids and to STEM education programs. Sabrina was loved deeply by her grandparents Thomas and Nina Ferrara, Maria Giambona and her late husband Vincent. As well as by her aunts and uncles, Carolyn, Loretta, Joanie, Joann, Ro and Rich, Angelo, Nate and Maria, Carmela, Vinny and Kristi, Joanne, Michael and Debbie, and Johnny. Plus her many cousins Andre and Jackie, Nicole and Jay, Tasia, Vincent, Luke, Rachel, Jake, Ava, Ella, Gwendolyn, Emma, Olivia, Michael, Madison, Abby, and Evan, along with many other extended family members and friends. She will be sorely missed. For those who knew Sabrina, please celebrate the many happy and special moments you shared with her. In lieu of flowers, the family welcomes donations to the Yellow Ribbon Suicide Prevention Program at www.yellowribbon.org or Bonnies Animal Rescue Kingdom (B.A.R.K.) in Paramus, NJ.

Services

  • Visitation Wednesday, October 2, 2019
  • Funeral Mass Thursday, October 3, 2019
  • Committal Service Thursday, October 3, 2019

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Nancy Mancison

October 7, 2019

I am so saddened to hear of the loss of sweet Sabrina. I didn’t know Sabrina for a long time but felt like I knew her for years. She was a light of brightness at United TaeKwonDo and now learning more about her through the beautiful obituary I wish I knew she was suffering so I could have reached out and possibly helped.

I will pray for her and her family in this difficult time.

Caryn Coville

October 4, 2019

We are so sorry for your terrible loss. Our deepest sympathies.
Sincerely,
Caryn & Tim Coville

Steve Levine

October 4, 2019

John, Connie and JT....

There are no words that I can say to express my condolences on the loss of beautiful Sabrina.

I will always remember her simple smile.

Whether she was jogging past our house or stopping to say Hi, she always had a smile on her face.

That smile was the window to a kind, gentle soul. Heaven is a better place now that she is there.

The kindness she showed to our little girl Vivienne when we first moved onto Woodland CT will never be forgotten.

We will miss her.

May you find comfort in the memories of your wonderful daughter and sister.

Anything you guys need... we are there. Please just ask.

Steve (for the Levine family)

Mario Gonzalez

October 4, 2019

I am so sorry for your loss.
My thoughts are with you and your family
Marion and Glenn laga

John Ferrara

October 4, 2019

PART VI - J.T. to Sabrina eulogy

You were RELENTLESS. Remember when we argued for a whole hour over the meaning of that one word? To me, it was an angry word, one that meant you would take any path to personal gains. To you it was something different. It was a commitment to never backing down. It was the pursuit of excellence in any and every endeavor, a promise to fight your hardest, always and in every way. For every single inch. Because “life is just a game of inches and the inches we need are everywhere around us.” You fought so hard. Through the pain you never stopped showing me your infinite love. I will never stop loving you. None of us will. We will “always consider the end to be too soon, even though in life, more than anything else, quality should be more important than quantity.”

You were my sista.

Love,
brotha

John Ferrara

October 4, 2019

PART V - J.T. to Sabrina eulogy

You were infinitely creative. It flowed continually through your being, leaking out into everything you did. Always equipped with your pen as your weapon, you would defeat any boring restaurant napkin, convenience store receipt, or standard white page corner with an intricate new design. In those rare times when you were left without your pen, you would squeeze juice from berries until it covered your fingers and you would paint with it. Frequently my face was your canvas. You transformed the space around you to be an extension of what was endlessly circling around in your head. Your coffee table was a canvas, a discarded curbside item was an opportunity to design a new piece of furniture. You would send me pictures stating “Look what I found!”, which I usually thought was just junk. But nonetheless, I’d arrive at your apartment a few weeks later to find a beautiful new piece of art integrated into your unique space. Everything had inherent beauty to you. You saw the opportunity for a new project, and your touch would bring out its beauty. This gift extended to anyone who was lucky enough to be around you. You showed all of us how specially unique we are, how much more we have to offer, how we can be so much more than we see in ourselves.

John Ferrara

October 4, 2019

PART IV - J.T. to Sabrina eulogy

You were a perfectionist. For you, perfection wasn’t about the product, it was about the process. It was a trait that stemmed from your deeply rooted belief that you could always be a little bit better than you currently were. For you “‘The best’ is a level that no one holds and everyone contributes to. It is defined by the final product which is merely an output of constant process”.

I’ve never known anyone else so driven. You never met a challenge you didn’t embrace. You didn’t follow dreams, you hunted goals. You chased constancy of growth, and you knew that when you wanted something, all the universe would conspire to help you achieve it. You set a goal for yourself to run the world in ten years. All 24,864 miles of it. But it wasn’t enough for you to just do it yourself. It was about moving others forward as well. No matter what anyone was running for, you could all run together with a common goal. It was the same in everything you did. You measured the extent of your success not by personal achievement alone, but by how much you moved others towards their goals.

John Ferrara

October 4, 2019

PART III - J.T. to Sabrina eulogy

You were an explorer. When I left for my semester abroad, I was anxious, nervous, uncertain of myself and what would lie ahead. I was inspired by your travels, and I wanted to experience the world the way you told stories of it. I wanted to be intertwined in others’ stories the way I knew you were intertwined in so many. The way you trusted strangers to take you to climb a mountain, or made a few new friends to explore an island. I took a hike with Grizzly to clear my mind, because I knew you would do the same. When I came back, still uncertain of what I was I was trying to find, I found a sticky note from you with a quote that captured exactly what I was searching for. You wrote, “The real voyage of discovery consists not of seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes”. I knew what to do, even though I didn’t know where I was going. I simply needed to follow the light in your eyes, which was so bright. Whenever I was lost or lonely, I could channel the love and energy you shared with me and share it with others, and I would be able to keep going.

You were so strong. The time we were talking about Free Solo, we were both inspired by Alex Honnold’s outlook on what living was about. He said “[Life] is about being a warrior. This is your path and you will pursue it with excellence. You face fear, because your goal demands it. That is the … warrior spirit”. You had the warrior spirit sista. It was your warrior spirit that took you through every challenge you faced, through every inch of every Spartan race you competed in. You are the only person I know who got excited at the thought of running a 24-hour Spartan race, with no sleep, working as a team to persevere through the obstacles. That was who you were. Life wasn’t about resting for you, it was about doing.

John Ferrara

October 4, 2019

PART II - J.T. to Sabrina eulogy

You were a dreamer. We were on a walk one day and you passed a new idea by me from your endless collection of creative thoughts. You wanted to volunteer at the library to run a summer program for kids. To do what? To break the Guinness World Records for world’s largest Rube Goldberg machine. You believed with all your heart that a group of kids could accomplish this. We spent the rest of the walk brainstorming what it would look like, where it would go, and how it would work. You were inspired by other dreamers too. Like the Wright brothers, who “decided to make themselves a flying machine. Everyone shouted – ‘You fools! You idiots! What's your problem?’ ‘That'll never work because plywood weighs more than air!’ To which the Wright brothers responded, ‘No! It doesn't.’ The Wright brothers were dreamers.” Or Steven Colbert, one of your favorite comedians who would make you cry with laughter, when he joked about constantly bending over to pick vegetables “if we can put a man on the moon, why can’t we make the earth waist high? Come on! Where is the funding?”.

John Ferrara

October 4, 2019

Dear sista, - PART I - J.T. to Sabrina eulogy

You were brilliant. You pursued every opportunity for knowledge you could. You learned from everyone and everything. Each experience was an opportunity for growth. You knew that there were no limits to growth. In mind, in body, in soul, you strove to improve every single day. You were a patient teacher. You gave me biology lessons on every walk. You took your role at the library with such passion. You would teach the girls you babysat for everything you could and they would say “I want to be just like Sabrinie when I grow up”.

You were endlessly curious. Simple answers weren’t enough for you. You needed to know why, how, and what for. You analyzed the method behind every experiment, the logic leading to every conclusion, the moral fabric underlying every piece of advice. You drilled into the very tool we used to express our thoughts, questioning the meaning of words; did we ever figure out the difference between ability and capability? At every step, you listened and listened and listened. Without judgement, only with more questions. You taught me how to listen, without judgement, without assumptions, only with curiosity.

You saw the world differently. One day you sent me a picture of an otherwise round green leaf from a bush; except that the majority of it was crusted in white and speckled in black dots of mold. You simply captioned it “A beautiful leaf for you”. You saw the beauty where others passed it by, especially in people, especially in me. You supported others, you inspired others, you loved others.

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