Barbara Rose Bombace

My dear friend Barbara, may you rest in peace. You are now home with Jesus, Mary, all the angels and saints, and your beloved sons. 🤍🙏🏼🕊️

Your love and spirit will always be remembered. I am blessed beyond measure that our paths crossed many years ago, building a friendship that will never be forgotten. From our DDI days, to sushi dates, to driving around looking at Christmas lights, to you teaching us how to make the most delicious beef braciole I have ever tasted , to coffee at your kitchen table, you filled my life with hope, wisdom, love, inspiration, and genuine friendship. I still hear your laugh and can see the twinkle in your eyes.

You handled anything life brought your way with grace and always exemplified the love of Christ. Your dedication to our Blessed Mother is an inspiration. The last time we were together you told me whatever I need, always ask our Blessed Mother and she will whisper in the ear of our dear Jesus and He will never deny His beloved mother. I know that you were welcomed home into the arms of Jesus and are having a party in heaven.

I am heartbroken, you are gone too soon. However, as sad as I am that I don’t get to enjoy the gift that is you here on this earth, I know you are at peace and we will one day meet again.

God Bless you Barbara, my birthday buddy. I miss you. I love you.

Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon them. May their souls and the souls of all the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen

We had such wonderful times on vacations with you and Jack in St. Martin. So sad. But John and Christopher will be waiting for you and welcome you in the glory of God. ❤️🙏🏻✝️

We love you, Barbara!

Dear Mrs. Bombace,
My heart breaks to hear that you have passed. I felt like I was your “3rd” son. Actually I was Christophers best friend Brad. You were like a mom to me. You cleaned and covered my wounds when Chris and I played too rough. You had me every Sunday for Mac and Cheese dinners, spaghetti w/ meatballs enough to feed 20 even though it was only you, Mr Bombace, John, Chris and I. Thank you for ALWAYS treating me like a son. For caring for me, watching after me day in and day out after school while Chris and I played in the yard. Thank you for always smiling at me even when you were not in a good mood. Thank you for letting me and Chris be in each others lives and letting us be boys!! There were no computers, no fancy cars, no tech gadgets… Just a great family, with a wonderful matriarch. I wrote you years ago but it came back as address unknown. When you called me to break the news about Chris, I was in complete shock. Chris and I fell out of touch after high school but you found my number and I jumped in my car and raced to your house in East Northport. Although Chris and I hadn’t talked in a few years, you told everyone, “this is Christophers best friend”! We talked, cried, and reminisced. I cannot believe it has been 33 years. I will remember you as the 2nd best mom ever! I just wish that my letter had reached you. Rest in peace dear sweet lady! Brad Lynn-Formally of East Northport