I’ll Be Missing You…

The day I have dreaded for way too long came to fruition last Friday.

We had Queen E. laid to rest in order for her to ascend to a higher throne.

If funerals can qualify as a celebration of life then my mom’s fit the bill.

It was graveside in a tranquil, dignified, serene Connecticut setting.

She was reunited with my dad in a morning ceremony that touched all who attended.

Our dear friend, Francesco, owner of the divine restaurant, Sociale, summed it up this way: “I witnessed a beautiful, simple, humble ceremony where God was so present and felt…with His rain right when it was supposed to rain; with His wonderful breeze when the official was chanting those beautiful notes; with His peaceful noise of fluttering leaves from the trees.”

Purple dominated the landscape with the rabbi wearing the color of royalty, Courtny accessorized in my mom’s Versace purple print scarf, David in a lavender pinstripe button down, and the ever loyal daughter donning Queen E.’s beloved antique bracelets and lavender jade ring.

I found it so dear that attendees also showed up in purple.

The service was meaningful, hit the right notes and just the perfect length.

I draped the casket with a lavender pashmina.

Purple hydrangea from my mom’s garden adorned the top.

The cantor sang one of her favorite tunes, Nat King Cole’s, Smile, and we all followed suit.

David and I spoke and then it was time to say goodbye.

I had an “After Party” at Dinosaur BBQ, one of her favorites and the brisket and ribs abounded.

Special family and friends who meant so much to my mother joined us.

The get together included grandson Josh and his adorably precious family, including his lovely mom, Mary, my second mother Ethel’s beautiful extended family….Ricky, Joy, Tenisha, Jackie, Brenda and Vera, Jim and Sarah who are way more than financial advisors, along with longtime neighbors.

Why eat bad food in a dour setting when Queen E.’s life was anything but that.

We toasted Queen E. with Prosecco, her adult beverage of choice and then we reminisced.

Dessert was custom-made lavender iced cupcakes with a pansy design on top, another favored flower.

We ate, laughed, cried and talked

The direct line to my mom has temporarily gone dead, but I know we will still find a way to communicate.

Long Live the Queen’s memory.


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