END OF THE LINE.

NOVEMBER 15, 2015

Today the call came.

My mom called to let me know that my great Aunt Rita had passed away. We knew the call was coming. But yet even when it does it hurts.

For our family this was my grandmother who embarked on her new journey 20 years earlier's baby sister and the last of the aunts and uncles.

Aunt Rita was the final connection to my grandmother and my childhood and all the wonderful memories down at the old family house which has not been in our family for many years.

Aunt Rita was the best cook ever and was COOKING ALL THE TIME FOR EVERYONE.
My favorite was her Strawberry Shortcake which is still my favorite dessert.

She would lovingly make one for me whenever she knew I was going to back in town.

She thankfully shared her recipe with my mom who will now carry on with my dessert requests.

I was back home in October to visit with the family and was planning on going to visit her. I did not go and visit as mom said she had slipped into a state of not knowing anyone and was just not herself.

Mom would tell me everytime she would go to visit how heartbreaking it was. Mom would pray for God to reunite her with the rest of her family who she was estranged from for such a long tim

She wanted me to remember her as the FUNNY, WITTY & SASSY WOMAN SHE HAD BEEN FOR HER WHOLE LIFE. She could give BETTY WHITE who I adore a run for her money in the funny department.

AUNT RITA,

Thank you for being you and loving me and bringing much joy into my life and leaving me with so many wonderul memories.

Like Domenica said..........DANCE IN PEACE.

LOVE YOU AND WILL MISS YOU.

I am happy you are reunited with Gram and the rest of the family.  Carrying on, on this wonderful new journey you are beginning.

GIVE GRAM A BIG HUG AND KISS FOR ME.

REVISITING THE PAST

REVISITING THE PAST.

Sharing this bit of WORLD HISTORY.

I five weeks ago was home visiting family which I had not seen since returning to Los Angeles almost 2 1/2 years ago.

During my trip I wanted to get my NYC FIX.

I jumped on a bus in Albany heading to NYC.

PURPOSE????

Visit the 911 Memorial & Museum & Sharing this time and experience with my godson/nephew Jason who was just one year old when that HORRRIFIC DAY happened.

It was a very special day to be able to share and experience the feelings and emotions that the day revealed.

I am now sitting 2500 miles from GROUND ZERO as I sit here and cry as I make this blog entry.

I was so moved and caught off guard by the enormity and exactness of all that the museum is.

Walking through the Museum which is the BURIAL GROUND to many of the nearly 3000 lives lost.

You can't help but feel the LOSS as well as LIFE PRESENCE of all of the SOULS who began a new journey here at this site.

SACRED GROUND.

There were people of every color,language and nationality in NYC visting the Memorial.

The BEAUTY of the World was right in front of our eyes by witnessing what NYC and the World Trade Center stood for. NYC is a true MELTING POT.

 The tower now is know as THE FREEDOM TOWER.

Our visit brought me back as if the horrific event was yesterday, and it was 14 YEARS AGO.

What was yesterday was a
 REMINDER OF ALL OF THE PAIN AND SORROW THE WORLD FELT ON 9/11/2001 with yet another TERROIST ATTACK in PARIS FRANCE.

Once again we MOURN AS FELLOW HUMANS OF THE WORLD UNITED AS ONE.

Thank you Jason for sharing this trip with me. LOVE YOU BUD.

My thoughts and prayers go out to all of those in Paris France and around the World who are suffering and are caught in the line of fire from these cowards who are PURE EVIL.

Sending Love and Strength from the USA. WE FEEL YOUR PAIN.

LIGHT AND LOVE  TO US ALL. GOD BLESS