
Danila Cynthia Sigal Terranova

Vive una vida que cuente.
Obituary
Danila Sigal, beloved wife, mother, sister, artist, and global advocate for hope, passed away leaving behind a legacy of courage, creativity, and boundless love. To the world, she was a songwriter, a storyteller, a P&Ger, a breast cancer warrior, and a voice of resilience. To her family, she was everything. Their hero, role model, and the person they went to, to help them feel better. She always knew the right words to say.
Danila grew up around music. Her father was a child prodigy, and she absorbed classical music from him early on. Years later, she recorded an album reimagining those songs he played, modernizing them as a tribute to that bond. Her father taught her to be gentle and kind, and her mother taught her to be strong and courageous. She carried both of those things with her every day of her life. Music became her way of processing everything, especially after her cancer diagnosis. Her catalog has been streamed over 8.5 million times, and she earned recognition from the Recording Academy, the Latin Grammy community, the International Songwriting Competition, the Susan G. Komen Foundation, and TEDx Geneva. She always said music was her catharsis, her way of healing and sharing her story with others. She also wrote a memoir called My Four Seasons, turning her personal battle into something that reached many. Her main message in that book was simple: “having an illness doesn’t mean you’re sick.” That was how she lived, and what she wanted others to believe about themselves, too.
In that book, she assigned a season to each of the people closest to her, because that was how Danila saw the world, through the people she loved and what they meant to her. Her three sisters, Mila, Sonya, and Laila, were among the most important people in her life. Even though she was the youngest, she quickly became their guiding light, their “baston de la vecchiai.” They came to her for advice, for direction, and for help working through whatever life threw at them. She was the little sister who somehow became the one everyone leaned on, and she never hesitated to show up for them. She also had a fourth sister, Judy, her cuñada, who she considered her little sister. Danila helped her navigate through many of her most difficult times, and that bond meant the world to both of them.
Her friends held a special place in her heart, too. Gaby, Sugar, KK, Adrianna, Sara, and so many others she kept a close bond with throughout her life. Danila was the kind of friend who remembered the details, who always followed up, and who always made time.
But if you knew Danila at all, you already understood how much P&G meant to her. She spent twenty-five years there and was proud of every one of them. While her coworkers’ desks piled up with papers and clutter, hers was spotless. That was just how she operated. She kept a clean desk, an organized mind, and everything in its place, and she brought that same order to every part of her life.
She was a writer at heart. Grammar and words mattered to her, and she could express herself in five different languages. When someone was going through something hard, she had a way of saying the one thing that could make it feel better, and not in a rehearsed way. She just had it. When you couldn’t figure out what to do, Danila had a way of cutting through the noise and making the decision feel simple. People leaned on her for that, and she never let them down.
If a family member needed help applying for a job, Danila was there updating their resume. If someone was starting a business, she was building them a website. She helped Erick and Stefy write their college essays and helped them send that scary email at work. She wanted the people she loved to pursue their dreams, and she made herself available for every step of it.
She loved her “nucleo,” her core family, Erick, Stefy, and Ramon. And more recently her “Expanded Nucleo” with Enrique and Sofi. Who she took in as her own. She and Ramon were the dream team. They would go to the pool together just to dream and do planning, always looking ahead for a better future. They both loved each other immensely, as she used to say to him: “Te amo como todo el Universo “. They showed their family what true love actually looks like, teaching them about patience, respect, and commitment. Danila was the glue that kept everyone connected, and she loved that role more than anything.
She smiled through things that would have broken most people. She didn’t complain and she rarely cried. She was just happy to be here in this world. Every morning, she looked forward to her breakfast and her coffee, and she’d play “It’s a Lovely Day Today,” filling the house with the kind of energy that made you believe it actually was. That was Danila, a precious human being.
In her last days, she spent her time thanking the people around her. She was constantly grateful, eating her chocolate pudding, and never losing her independence, her glamour, or her sense of self. She left the way she lived, on her own terms and with grace.
One of her own reflections captures who she was:
“The pull of the tide reminds us of our own fragility, our vulnerability, but also our resilience. We are swept up, only to find that the very water we fear is the one that carries us to the shore again.”
Danila carried countless others to shore through her words, her music, and her presence. She will be remembered not only for what she created, but for how fiercely and beautifully she loved.
She would always tell her family that she loved them like the whole wide world. And they felt every bit of it.
We are grateful to God for 24 years of extra-time to see her children grow, graduate and get married.
Thank you Dani for all the love you gave to the world and to us.
From her Expanded Nucleo.
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Es dificil poner en palabras la persona que haz sido para tantos! ❤️ Sin duda, gerente y lider estrategica, energica, increiblemente articulada, que marco pauta, y formo a tantos de nosotros durante su exitosa carrera en Procter. Pero mas importante aun, la mujer y el ser humano excepcional que siempre fuistes, enamorada de la vida; enamorada de tu amadisimo Ramon, y de tus adorados Stefy y Erick; decidida a dejar un mejor mundo a tu paso, a compartir tu historia, a crear esperanza en tantos corazones… GRACIAS! Fuistes un milagro por muchos anos, y asi lo continuaras siendo porque los frutos de tu vida no cesaran! Asi de mucho impactaste la vida de tantos! Vamos a extranarte en la expresion de cotidianidad que tu familia y amigos compartiamos contigo en diferente formas! ❤️ Pero es tiempo de descansar, Dani! Descansa en Dios, querida amiga! ❤️🙏🏻 Despues de humanamente procesar tu partida, seguiremos adelante, como tu lo hiciste, porque estoy segura que es tu deseo! You ran an absolutely amazing race, Dani! Todo mi amor y gratitud hoy y siempre! ❤️
Tu ausencia, aunque duele, no opaca tu presencia. Ambas conviven. Un ser de luz como tu, nunca nos deja a oscuras.
Voy a extrañar muchas cosas de ti, pero otras las seguiré disfrutando. Algunas dejare de percibir pero otras seguirán manifestándose.
A los que nos quedamos aquí un tiempo mas, nos toca transitar el camino que Dios ha decidido para cada quien. Que ese tiempo nos permita amar como tú amaste, crecer como tu lo hiciste, y creer mas allá de las posibilidades. Solo así podremos honrarte.
Te quiero Dani.
A Ramon, Stefy y Erick, los abrazo con amor y consuelo.
Fuiste una gran mujer, hija, hermana, esposa, madre, tía y amiga. Siempre con una sonrisa y dando ánimo en todo momento e inspirando a muchas personas a través de tu música. Luchando por 24 años para estar con Ramon y ver a tus hijos crecer y ya dejarlos graduados y casados.
Dejas muchos recuerdos que siempre estarán en nuestros corazones. Elizabeth ya contó muchas cosas que vivimos durante los años de UNIMET pero aquí dejó mas detalles que siempre me alegran: reunidas tu, Elizabeth y yo en mi casa y tú diciendo. “epale Sr. Soto” 😂😂😂jamas se me olvidará tu cara y las tres mosqueteras muertas de la risa. Cuando las tres fuimos a Margarita con mi mamá en ferry y nos comimos unas empanadas en Puerto La Cruz. Tú nos veías a Elizabeth y a mí raro pero cuando nos las empezamos a comer con tantas ganas, te animaste y también te encantaron. Las tres juntas en diferentes eventos familiares, salidas, visitando a tus papás. Las tres hicimos una amistad de esas que ni el tiempo ni la distancia la terminan. Y aunque no hablábamos todos los días, cuando lo hacíamos era como si solo días habían pasado.
Después te acompañé varias veces a hacerle babysitting a Laila y jugábamos al doctor con tus sobrinos (varias veces terminaba envuelta en papel toilette que era un “yeso” 😂) Fuimos a Higuerote con Mila y su familia y jugábamos con tus sobrinas en la piscina. Y visitábamos a Sonya y a Johny también. Todos esos momentos me hicieron sentir parte de tu familia también.
Luego te cásate con Ramón y Estefi y Erick llegaron. Tuvimos la oportunidad de compartir tanto en New Jersey como en Connecticut con las familias completas quedándose a dormir en las casas, incluyendo a tu mami y a mis papás. Los niños jugando Wii y usando la bañera como piscina. Que recuerdos tan bellos.
Y bueno podría seguir aquí escribiendo tantas cosas pero se cansarían de leer. Le doy gracias a Dios que pudimos reunirnos las tres mosqueteras después de 34 años en la boda de Estefanía y Enrique y tomar esas fotos que quedarán en nuestros corazones.
Aqui dejo algunas fotos de varias etapas de nuestras vidas.
Te quiero amiga y siempre te llevaré en mi corazón.
Sory
















Aún recuerdo cuando empezamos en la UNIMET, Sory y yo nos conocimos el primer día en el reparto de horarios, coincidimos en casi todas las materias… Dani llegó a nuestras vidas al poco y nos convertimos en las 3 mosqueteras.
Yo era en esa época muy insegura y ella con su sabiduría y cariño me enseñó a quererme y a aceptar mi valía. Tenemos tantos momentos divertidos, como aquel día que, sin proponerlo, solo por el azar, llegamos las tres vestidas de los mismo colores, pantalón negro y franela rosada. Fue un no parar de reír, nadie creía que era una coincidencia. (No fue la única vez)
Y las escapadas al cine, viajes a margarita, salidas a comer y sobre todo a disfrutar del postre… Su Nutella o susi o chocolate en cualquier forma no podía faltar. Tantas charlas compartidas hablando de nuestros sueños, los momentos juntas mientras preparábamos la tesis de graduación… y junto a la tesis yo con los preparativos de mi boda. Fue, junto a Sory, un gran apoyo para mí.
También pasamos momentos difíciles, la operación de su mañana de emergencia, esa noche en el hospital a la espera… El susto de su papá… tantos y tantos momentos.
Nuestras reuniones en casa de Sory, mi casa o la suya, fiestas de cumpleaños y así podría seguir recordando, pero lo más hermoso de todo es, como a pesar de la distancia nuestra amistad y cariño se ha mantenido en el tiempo.
Tanto así, que después de 34 años sin vernos, las 3 mosqueteras pudimos reunirnos en la boda de Stefy, algo que agradeceré a Dios siempre.
Dani, amiga, hermana de mi alma, descansa, vuela libre, sigue sonriendo desde donde estes y no dejes de cantar. Tu brillo nunca desaparecerá.
Con cariño…
Elizabeth
(Dejo una imagen de una carta que me escribió Dani y conservo desde hace más de 36 años... Es el mejor regalo que me han hecho nunca)


Nos dejas una huella imborrable y una inspiración que vivirá siempre en nosotras.
Hoy despedimos tu presencia, pero tu luz y tu fortaleza quedan para siempre en nuestros corazones.
Que Dios te reciba en Su gloria y te conceda el descanso eterno.
Con admiración y cariño,
Fabiana, Verónica y Florexy.
Quisiera decirte que me siento muy afortunado y orgulloso de que hayas sido parte de mi vida por 40 y tantos años.
Tía, estuviste presente no solo cuando hacías de babysitter para mis hermanos y para mí, sino en cada evento y en cada step de mi camino. No recuerdo ni una sola entrevista de trabajo, proyecto o momento importante donde no hayas estado tú dándome consejos, apoyo y guía. Siempre sabías qué hacer... siempre encontrabas soluciones y jamás te rendías.
Estos días, hablando con Dios, le preguntaba frustrado por qué tuviste que pasar estos retos de salud siendo tan joven y por qué te lleva ahora. Pero recordando tu vida, tuve un momento de claridad: tú eras una persona que siempre busca ayudar, ayudar y ayudar a otros. Hacerlos sentir que valen y que pueden lograr lo que sea. Tu prioridad fue siempre tu familia (con amigos incluidos) y ser profesional. Nunca expresaste rencor a nadie y siempre caminaste por la senda de la honestidad y la rectitud. Creo que Dios tiende a llevarse temprano a personas tan ejemplares porque ya han hecho mucho bien y han dejado una huella imborrable en el mundo y en nosotros.
Para mí tuviste una vida ejemplar. Siempre serás mi símbolo y mi arquetipo de perseverancia, de tener objetivos y trabajar por ellos, de siempre levantarse y buscar ser feliz a pesar de los retos. Eres mi referente de tener sentido común y de actuar siempre con integridad.
A pocos días de tu partida, todavía me cuesta imaginar cómo será la vida sin tus consejos. Pero, por mi parte, yo seguiré hablando contigo y discutiendo la mejor forma de hacer las cosas.
¡Te amo, mi tía cool y pava! Siempre tendrás tu lugar especial en mi corazón.
PS: hay un poema de Henry Wadsworth Longfellow que en gran parte siempre me recuerda personas indetenibles como tu. Y a riesgo de extenderme demasiado, no puedo dejar de comapartirlo:
A PSALM OF LIFE
(What The Heart Of The Young Man Said To The Psalmist.)
Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.
Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.
Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end or way;
But to act, that each to-morrow
Find us farther than to-day.
Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.
In the world’s broad field of battle,
In the bivouac of Life,
Be not like dumb, driven cattle!
Be a hero in the strife!
Trust no Future, howe’er pleasant!
Let the dead Past bury its dead!
Act,— act in the living Present!
Heart within, and God o’erhead!
Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time;
Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o’er life’s solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.
Let us, then, be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait.
Agradecida a la vida de haber tenido el honor de compartir más de 33 años de amistad . Una amistad muy orgánica, espontánea y de una inmensa profundidad. Una amistad que la compararía con un gran tejido porque siempre nuestras vidas, logros y vivencias estaban entrelazados.
Te recordaré por siempre como fuente de luz e inspiración . Nos demostraste que la mente es nuestro mejor aliado en las buenas y en las malas. Dios y tu actitud ante la vida te permitieron formar una hermosa familia al lado de un hombre maravilloso y el mejor legado a la humanidad: dos hijos increíbles.
Nos volveremos a reencontrar en algún momento . ♥️ y si, ahora entiendo porque cuando me monté en el avión el 7/8 de abril regreso a casa me salió tu canción de la nada 🙏🏻♥️gracias por despedirte de la mejor manera que solo tú sabías . Cantándole a la vida y compartiendo tu música con tus seres queridos 🙏🏻🙏🏻⭐️
Hoy no estás físicamente, pero sigues presente en cada risa que compartimos, en cada historia que vive en mi memoria y en cada instante que me enseñó lo valiosa que eras.
Te fuiste demasiado pronto, pero dejaste una huella imposible de borrar. Gracias por tanto, por tu luz, tu cariño y tu manera única de hacer todo más bonito.
Descansa en paz, Danila. Siempre vivirás en mí 🤍

We were at Epcot, walking around like two kids with zero responsibilities, laughing at everything, eating way too much chocolate , and pretending we were world travelers just because we had walked from “France” to “Japan” in under 20 minutes. And then it happened… I saw it.
The biggest, fluffiest, most ridiculously oversized white tiger at one of those carnival games. It was enormous. Not cute little souvenir enormous—no. Life-sized, “this should have its own passport” enormous.
I told Dany, “I need that tiger.” My brother said “ no way”
She looked at me, already laughing. “You don’t need that tiger. That tiger needs its own seat on the plane.”
But she knew me and so my brother. And she knew that once I said I needed something like that, there was no turning back.
So there I was, throwing rings into empty glass bottles. I kept on missing shots, getting more and more determined while Dany stood beside me, cheering like I was competing in the Olympics. “Come on! This is for the tiger! For the tiger’s future!” she kept yelling, laughing so hard she could barely breathe.
And somehow… I won.
When they handed me that absurdly large white tiger, we both just stared at it. Then at each other. And then we burst out laughing—the kind of laughter that hurts your stomach and makes strangers look at you.
“Okay,” she said, wiping tears from her eyes. “Now what?”
Now what, indeed.
Because what we had conveniently forgotten was that my brother had rented the smallest car in the history of Florida. I’m pretty sure it was designed for one person and a handbag.
But there we were… two grown women, one giant tiger, a full man and a long drive from Orlando to Miami ahead of us.
We tried everything. Folding it. Bending it. Negotiating with it. At one point Dany said, “Maybe if we believe hard enough, it’ll shrink.” That only made things worse because we couldn’t stop laughing.
Eventually, we made it work—if you can call it that. The tiger took over the back seat completely, like it owned the car. I was shoved forward, knees practically touching my chin, and my head… well, my head was basically out the window half the time.
As we started driving, Dany looked at me and completely lost it. “You look like a golden retriever on a road trip!”
And that was it. We laughed the entire drive.
Every time we stopped at a light, people would stare. I mean, how could they not? A giant white tiger casually riding in the backseat, me halfway out the window like I was trying to escape, and Dany laughing so hard she could barely keep the car straight.
At one point she said, “If we get pulled over, I’m telling them this was your idea.”
I said, “No, no. If we get pulled over, we tell them the tiger is driving.”
More laughter. Always more laughter with her.
And in between all of that ridiculousness, there were these quiet moments too. The kind you don’t notice until later. The sun setting, the road stretching ahead, and Dany looking over at me with that smile—the one full of life, warmth, and something so deeply genuine it made you feel safe just being near her.
That day wasn’t just about the tiger. It was about doing something super fun with her and my brother.
Her joy. Her laughter. The way she made everything feel lighter, even the most impractical, uncomfortable, completely absurd situations—like driving for hours with a giant stuffed animal and your head out the window.
Now, when I think about that trip, I don’t just remember how funny it was… I feel it. The laughter, the freedom, the love. The way she turned a ridiculous moment into a memory I’ll carry forever.
And honestly… I’d do it all over again.
Even if it meant riding the whole way to Miami with my head out of the car.

Fuiste una Bendición en nuestras vidas y en la de TODOS los que te conocieron y querían tanto💝. An AMAZING One-of-a-Kind! Inolvidable… Un Ser de Luz💫🌟 que seguirá guiándonos y siempre presente en nuestras vidas!⭐️🙏 LOVE YOU SO VERY MUCH💗… Tanti tanti baccini🥰
We are a bunch of “Proctoides” escaping Caracas before sunrise, heading toward Guáquira with more enthusiasm than clarity. Someone brings snacks, someone brings music… and then there’s her—quiet at first, from another department. I barely know her name: Danila Sigal.
Halfway through the planning chaos, she steps in.
Calm. Precise. Smiling.
She pulls out a notebook and starts mapping everything—times, routes, contingencies. A full CPS before most of us even know we need one. There’s no ego in it, just care. Just clarity. And suddenly, we are not improvising anymore… we are on a journey.
That weekend unfolds like something larger than a trip. The river, the laughter, the conversations that stretch into the night. Something shifts in all of us.
And in her, I see it clearly—leadership, yes… but wrapped in gentleness. Strength, without noise.
Time moves. Life pulls us in different directions.
But her sweetness stays with me. Always.
And now, as she returns to meet the Lord, I realize… that delicate smile, that quiet way of making things better… it never left.
It lives on.
A small, steady beacon of hope.
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OPP
Alessandro
Soy una persona muy sentimental y emocional, y siento que hubiera deseado pasar más tiempo contigo. Tus anécdotas son inolvidables y tu chispa única de vida se va a extrañar bastante entre la familia. Creo que mi hermana no pudo haber tenido a una mejor suegra en todos los cosmos. Se lo mucho que le significó a mi hermana Popi y lo especial que eres. Y quiero agradecerle que nuestras familias se pudieran conocer a mayor profundidad.
Espero cada persona que conociste haya mejorado cada momento tus días como tú lo hiciste con todos nosotros y que siempre estés cuidando a tus preciados hijos y su marido Ramón. Gracias Dani, fuiste una grandiosa persona.
One of my favorite memories that I will never forget was the honor of being in one of her music videos. Estefi and I worked so hard to get the choreography down to be camera ready. And when it came time to shoot with our wonderful director Ramon, Danila was so proud and happy to see us dancing a todo dar to her song. It was so amusing to see her in her element. She was so confident and embodying the song with every word. It was truly star power.
I will forever remember her as a pop star icon. She dedicated so much to her music. Danila was full of life and happiness and was such an eloquent speaker.
I will miss her dearly. May she rest in peace.
Danila is the most inspiring, strong, and positive person I have ever met to this day.
Heaven has gained an angel, rest in peace, Danila. You will be truly missed but have positively influenced so many lives, and will continue to do so.
I think one day, when we were still in MIDDLE school, Danila must’ve noticed me looking at it, because she came over to me and said “look at this”. Danila then proceeded to un-sheath the sword in the coolest, most ninja-looking manner I had ever seen. Danila patiently answered my (many) questions and let me inspect the sword closer than I had before.
I’m not sure why this is the most vivid memory I have of Danila—I think it’s because in that small interaction, I was exposed to some Danila’s great qualities: kindness and keen observation skills.
Im grateful for this memory. I now have my own samurai sword; and whenever I admire it, Im reminded of that day, and the many more, that I spent having a great time at Erick’s house.
You will be missed, Danila. I hope you’re resting easy.
I keep thinking about the first time I met you. You were so happy when you found out I was also a PGer—you immediately started telling me about Nonna, P&G, your trips, and of course Erick. A few days ago, we were talking about that time again, and you told me that from that very first day, you knew I was meant to be with Erick. That stayed with me.
Every time we came to visit from Dania, you would have the biggest smile. You’d be so genuinely happy, and it would stay with you the whole day. You had so much love, and you gave it so freely.
These last days with you were a blessing. Being there, taking care of you, and still seeing you smile… still hearing your stories, your little anecdotes, your orders, still enjoying your chocolate—it was so you. You never lost your light.
I’ll never forget the day before the wedding. I was overwhelmed (more than usual, even for me), and you saw it right away. You gave me the most beautiful, calming words with your “Dani-terapia.” And having you there at the wedding… I know how much it meant to you, and it meant just as much to Erick and I.
I also think about our “tiktokers” group. You were so excited, learning how to post your reels and share your stories. You were such a fast learner—but more than that, you were so thoughtful. Even when you had questions, you would say, “no quiero imponer.” Always putting others first, never taking anything personally, living with such peace and freedom.
I will always carry you with me. 💛
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