Daniele M. Glane Annabi
May 14, 1942 ~ December 25, 2017
Alzheimer: A ruthless and silent robber of the mind and life
My mother Daniele was first officially diagnosed with Alzheimer at the age of 58; however, as a healthcare provider, she first self-diagnosed at the age of 51. It ate at her to the point that she became afflicted with depression. She recently passed away in the dawn hours of Christmas day 2017, at the age of 75.
She was a strong and elegant woman with a driven personality, a great cook, with a talent for everything she touched, whether sewing, drawing, gardening, etc. She loved to entertain family, friends, and diplomatic relations alike. Daniele started her career as the head coach of the Tunisian female basketball team, and soon transitioned to speech therapy specialized first on mentally handicapped patients, then on geriatric patients and finally on cardio-vascular accident victims. When my mom moved from France to the US, as a diplomatic spouse, she learned English watching episodes of I Love Lucy! Shortly after Danielle became a French language instructor at the World Trade Center in Manhattan, NY.
This horrific disease robbed Daniele of about 20 years of her life as well as all of us of her. She was stolen from us!
Mom did not get to enjoy her grand-daughter to see her graduate from high school, become a strong and beautiful young woman, and soon graduate from college.
Mom did not get to grow old with her husband Hedi.
Mom did not get to see her son, me, achieve some pretty incredible endurance events. She would have never believed it!
Mom did not get to travel and discover the world as she loved to. There are so many missed family meals, Christmas, birthdays, New Year's eves, moments, hugs and kisses, and memories that she did not get to experience.
Instead, she remained for the last 8 years on a memory floor at a Sunrise facility. Although the care staff watched over her with love and affection, she still was restrained to a life of void.
We cry for you. We miss you terribly. I love you mom.
Je t'aime maman.
My mother Daniele was first officially diagnosed with Alzheimer at the age of 58; however, as a healthcare provider, she first self-diagnosed at the age of 51. It ate at her to the point that she became afflicted with depression. She recently passed away in the dawn hours of Christmas day 2017, at the age of 75.
She was a strong and elegant woman with a driven personality, a great cook, with a talent for everything she touched, whether sewing, drawing, gardening, etc. She loved to entertain family, friends, and diplomatic relations alike. Daniele started her career as the head coach of the Tunisian female basketball team, and soon transitioned to speech therapy specialized first on mentally handicapped patients, then on geriatric patients and finally on cardio-vascular accident victims. When my mom moved from France to the US, as a diplomatic spouse, she learned English watching episodes of I Love Lucy! Shortly after Danielle became a French language instructor at the World Trade Center in Manhattan, NY.
This horrific disease robbed Daniele of about 20 years of her life as well as all of us of her. She was stolen from us!
Mom did not get to enjoy her grand-daughter to see her graduate from high school, become a strong and beautiful young woman, and soon graduate from college.
Mom did not get to grow old with her husband Hedi.
Mom did not get to see her son, me, achieve some pretty incredible endurance events. She would have never believed it!
Mom did not get to travel and discover the world as she loved to. There are so many missed family meals, Christmas, birthdays, New Year's eves, moments, hugs and kisses, and memories that she did not get to experience.
Instead, she remained for the last 8 years on a memory floor at a Sunrise facility. Although the care staff watched over her with love and affection, she still was restrained to a life of void.
We cry for you. We miss you terribly. I love you mom.
Je t'aime maman.
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Though I know that this is a difficult time for you, my hope is that you will be comforted from God’s inspired word the Bible. John 5:28,29 and Revelation 21: 3,4 gives hope of a future resurrection and the complete elimination of death, pain and mourning. Under Jesus’ kingdom rule we have this and much more to look forward to. Please accept my deepest condolences. For more scriptural encouragement please go to http://www.jw.org.
You’re free as a butterfly Mamie Daniele. Reunited with Didi, Toga, Grand Mamie, Grand Pappy, Meme, and so many more. Spread your beautiful wings and fly! Love you! Mariam
Cher Nicolas, par les hasards des recherches sur internet, j’ai trouvé cette triste annonce du décès de notre regrettée Danièle. Notre dernière rencontre remonte à l’été 2007, lorsque je m’étais arrêté à Croton, avec mes enfants Omar et Alya, en route pour leur summer camp dans le Maine. Hédi avait eu la gentillesse d’organiser un dîner dans un restaurant mexicain des environs. Ma peine avait été immense de voir les ravages causés par Alzheimer, car Danièle m’était très chère. Elle m’avait connu petit en Tunisie en tant que cousin chouchou de Hédi, puis retrouvé étudiant à Paris pendant les années 70. Je n’oublie pas les magnifiques déjeuners du dimanche et autres diners rue de Vouillé, puis le mariage au Waldorf Astoria en 1986 lorsque j’habitais Washington à l’époque, et enfin un magnifique séjour dans l’appartement de Roosevelt Island en 1990 à l’occasion d’une escale à NY en allant à Hawai pour mon voyage de noces avec mon épouse Mounia que Danièle appréciait beaucoup. Avec un peu de retard mais non moins de sincérité, je te présente toutes nos condoléances. Hédi et Danièle m’ont laissé un grand vide personnellement car nous étions très proches. Bien affectueusement. Malik Annabi