Elizabeth Goldman was my best friend. She is, and always will be, the light in my life. When I worked at Maplewood Park Place, I would talk to her for hours every day. She truly changed my life.
Elizabeth often told me about her husband, David, how brilliant he was, how he had a photographic memory, and how they met in school. She also spoke proudly about her five sons. She would always say she is in my corner, my cheerleader, and my greatest supporter.

She taught me so much: how to be kind, how to forgive, and how to be strong no matter what life throws at me. She inspired me to be the best version of myself, to help others, and to lift people up.
Elizabeth loved her green Mini Cooper, which she proudly called “MINI.” She shared stories from her life and taught me about history through her decades of experience. Every moment I spent with her was a privilege.
She treated me like her own son, caring for me and guiding me through life. She became my role model, an incredible woman and mother who showed me the meaning of love, strength, and kindness.
I remember when I first called her “Miss Goldman,” and she said, “Please, call me Elizabeth, we are friends.” That simple moment meant the world to me. She inspired me to work hard and always take care of myself. She once told me that when she was young, she would always make sure her shoes were polished and that she was put together. I will never forget her kindness or her smile.

I think of her every day and miss her deeply. She was truly a wonderful person, and I am so blessed that I met her. Part of me is still waiting for her. I replay our conversations, the laughter, the moments we shared, and I imagine what I’d say if I had just one more chance to talk to her.
I love you, Elizabeth, and I will never forget you. It was a true privilege and honor to know you. In loving memory, we will love you and miss you always.