Marie Rossi Loew DiDonato

April 9, 1936 - August 23, 2019

Family and Friends, Marie Rossi Loew DiDonato passed away peacefully in her sleep with family by her side. We are relieved that her passing was calm and painless just as she wanted it to be. Marie wanted you all to know that she cherished your friendships and will always remember each and every one of them. Marie loved good food, playing golf, and socializing, enjoyed going to movies and plays with friends, and had a wonderful smile that could light up a room. Marie was brave in her decision to decline treatment for her illness and faced her untimely departure with infinite courage. Her dedication to her husband John, who passed away November 12th, 2018 was never-ending, and when he passed, she said she wanted to be with him more than anything. In her final days, she said that her “Dance card will be full in Heaven” and not to feel sorrow, because she led a cherished life and was fortunate to complete all the items on her bucket list of life. It was her desire to forgo all formal funeral ceremonies, and to simply be put to rest beside John. She asks you to refrain from sending flowers and instead read a book called “How We Die: Reflections on Life's Final Chapter”. If you have already read it, please donate to your favorite charity, or do something kind instead. There will be two masses dedicated to honor Marie’s life - exact time and dates TBA here. 1) St. Barnabas Catholic Church 109 Crescent Hill Drive Arden, NC 28704 2) Marymount Convent 32 Warren Avenue Tarrytown, New York 10591. A private family memorial service will be held at the Military Cemetery in Black Mountain, NC where she will be interred. She asked that in lieu of sadness for her passing, that you reflect on life with those that you love who are still here. That you love a little more, spend more time together, and cherish the moments you have because, time is fleeting. Here is the prayer Marie chose for her final blessing - peace be with you. Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow, I am the sun on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there; I did not die. Kindest regards, Loew & DiDonato family