My Yiayia, Florenza

​My Yiayia (Nan in English) Florenza Nikiforou, 
The Nan and friend that I miss every day
The one who kept me calm when doubts entered my mind, 
She couldn’t read or write, but I wouldn’t change her for the world as her language was love and learn to be kind.

She was my champion
She was my friend, 
She was my zeal when I faced traumas that I couldn’t manage,
I was blessed to have her for the time she stayed on this earth, 
She was my ball of love where hope brought its worth. 

Yiayia Florenza, it’s been over 30 years and still remember your beautiful face, 
She was my hope, my light and my warm embrace. 

She made you a cup of tea without asking, 
Because she knew you were in need to replenish,
Her type no longer exist as today we live with impatience which is rather hellish. 

It’s like that old saying: “ They don’t make them like they us to”
And in her instance that was so true, thanks the heaves she was born, lived and travelled to the heavens ensue.

Jason
1st June 2026