Today, we are honoring the life of our beloved Niculina Apostolescu, born in the Ilie family in Tirgosul Vechi, Romania, on March 17, 1932. She was one of 6 children raised under a tumultuous time in our global history, World War II. Although not formally educated beyond eighth grade, Niculina (Bibica) had an innate sense of intelligence that stretched far beyond that of textbooks and school; she understood how to survive and prosper.
The light of
our lives was extinguished on June 9, 2022. Her happy smile, love,
devotion to family, boundless generosity and love are gone forever. Our hearts
are inconsolable.
Niculina
Apostolescu is survived by her only child, Ileana Johnson, her granddaughters,
April J. Jones and Mimi Eileen Johnson, her son-in-law David Paugh, her
great-grandchildren, Holt Jones and Hardy Jones, her youngest sister Elena
Gheorge, several nephews and nieces, Dragu Ilie, Carmen Ilie, Monica Adam,
Rodica Zamfir, Stefan Zamfir, Adi Carpen, Cornelia Ilie, Mircea Apostolescu,
Vasile Apostolescu, Lioara Apostolescu, Ionel Apostolescu, and Gigi Apostolescu.
A natural
homemaker, Niculina loved to cook, took care of others selflessly, and was one
of the best bakers in the family. Her bread and “sarmale” (stuffed cabbage)
were legendary.
At the age
of 48 she escaped communist Romania and defected to the United States where she
became a permanent resident. She helped raise her granddaughters in the U.S.
and lived a much better life than she would have lived under the oppressive
communism.
When she
defected in 1980, the communist government confiscated all her property left
behind, personal belongings, her savings, the apartment she co-owned with her
husband Florin Apostolescu, and her pension. She owned nothing anymore and was
never happy about that. But she lived a happy life in my home until she was
struck with dementia and needed nursing care around the clock.
Niculina’s
crocheted doilies in the shape of grapes were famous. People loved her
stitchery and her macrame artwork painstakingly done with a thin crocheting
needle. A few people in Mississippi display her work in their homes to this
day.
Her green
thumb was revered by everyone; how she could bring plants back from the brink
of death and give them new purpose and life. She was a calming presence in the
lives of so many, never having met a baby or an animal that she did not love,
and always wanted to entertain and host people in our home.
Although
raised in a very stoic generation, she had such an ingratiating sense of humor
that would make a sailor blush. It was dry and subtle, but impactful. This
brought joy to so many.
Although
native English speakers could not readily communicate through language with
Niculina, she communicated through the love and kindness she showed others. She
never learned English but she taught her granddaughters to speak Romanian
fluently.
Some people
think that she was so fortunate to have lived such a long and full life, this
is true, but to those who knew and loved her, it will never be enough. Love
cannot be quantified in years, but in experiences and memories. Even in death,
her spirit and legacy are not extinguished, but remembered so fondly in the
lives of those she touched in so many positive ways.
Her earthly
body may have reached its final sunset, but her endearing soul remains ever
present in her family, and in nature; the flora and fauna she loved so dearly.
Niculina was
extraordinarily strong in her Orthodox faith and strived to live her life by
those principles daily, reading scriptures each night before going to bed. She
never feared death or talking about what comes after our physical body has
ceased functioning.
For many of
her family, she was the glue that kept them together, helped pick up broken pieces,
help mend back together broken relationships, and comforting broken hearts.
Niculina, our
beloved Maia (grandmother) and Mom, we are eternally grateful for having been a
part of your family and life, and thank you for loving us unconditionally, even
when sometimes we took it for granted. May God grant you Eternal peace and Rest!
“Her
children rise up and called her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her.
Many women do noble things, but you surpass them all.” Proverbs 31:28-29
Ileana,
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry to learn of your loss, but thank you for sharing it. Speaking from experience, having lost my dad in '05, and my mom in '06, our loved ones live on, in our memories of them. There are many times I wish I could share something with them, or obtain their counsel, but, with them having departed, I try to think of how they would respond, or what they would say.
I appreciate your comment about unconditional love. Of all the things my parents taught me, that was #1.
My condolences and blessings upon you, and all who are still with you.
A. J.
Thank you, A.J. My sincere condolences for the loss of your beloved parents.
DeleteSorry to hear this. Blessings and sympathy.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Maryjane.
DeleteI,m sending my deepest condolences, and share your feelings about a departed mother....it's a very painful moment and impossible to translate in words...
ReplyDeleteThank you, Aurel. It is hard to face the fact that my best friend of 63 years is gone.
DeleteSad but not surprised to read about your mother's passing. My own mother passed away two years back at eighty nine years of age having lived a life like your mother in many ways. My sincere condolences to you.
ReplyDeleteI am so sorry for your loss, Jatinder! My condolences to you. Memory Eternal!
DeleteYour words made me cry.your words are always powerful.
ReplyDeleteSuch a wonderful mother and
Such a wonderful daughter.
You were both blessed.
I miss talking to you.
Thank you, Harriet, I miss talking to you too. You are a remarkable author and I am so proud to be your friend. Blessings!
DeleteFrom Chip and Virginia Rita, a comforting message: ""The greatest gift Ileana gave to her mother was being a reliable, dutiful advocate and loving daughter in her hour of need. That was the most valuable gift which was NOT stolen from her. Ileana should take much comfort and be proud of that. We've seen many friends and neighbors who put their loved ones into nursing homes (or assisted living places) and then they seldom (or never) go to visit them. You were the opposite, Ileana. You were there for your mother as often as you were able to see her."
ReplyDeleteIleana Johnson, may the hope of everlasting joy, in heaven, overcome your temporal sorrow, in the loss of you mother. My Mom (11/24/1932 - 12/27/2000) went Home "to see Jesus," too early. I'll see Mom, at Home, once I join her, in everlasting joy. I subscribed to your website articles today. My website is "Appalachian Irishman." (We were missionaries, in Russia, from 10/1/1994 to 9/30/1999.) God's blessings to you!
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