Thursday, November 14, 2024
Phyllis was and will always be my fire and my sweetness. She will always be my older sister, best friend, and yes, my sometimes pain the butt Mother substitute. Phyllis always looked after me from a very young age. We lost our birth Mother, Augusta Mary (Verna), before we could even form a bond of remembrances of her, but our daddy eventually met a beautiful young 19-year-old girl, and married Violet (Palumbo) in 1945. Our young stepmother took on the role as mother of two very young girls and was "Mom" until 1992. Eventually Phyllis (and Ronnie too) again took charge and provided me protection and love to last my whole life. For me she will never go away, and I will never have difficulty in returning to her. Phyllis stirs me up, calls me back when I stray and rekindles my spirit. She IS my "fire and sweetness".
For my Nieces Rene' and Samantha, nephews David and Kirby, and Phyllis' siblings, nieces, nephews and circle of the finest friends in the world, I leave you this, one of my favorite poems, to let you know I'm thinking of you too this very moment.
"A heartfelt tear can show more love than words could ever do; it says, 'I want to share your pain, my heart goes out to you'."
Phyllis, I carry your heart; I carry it in my heart. Love, Lucia
