We passed us a good time Mom!
I am in this NY hotel room just pouring over photographs of my mother. I’m glad they are all about joy.
Valentines Day with Beth and Kerry – Tatjana is taking the photo:
The Turkish party at the LaLa where Mom said Laurie dressed as a Turk reminded her of Barry, her lovah!
Breakfast at Bakery Cafe with Yusuf, a real live hunky Turk
Sitting on the front porch of the LaLa with her brothers and sister
Thanksgiving three years ago dressed up like pilgrims and Indians
More costuming on Thanksgiving
Tatjana’s birthday party (Beth on the left) – T is holding the book on Turkey mom gave her.
Holding court with our friends – the “belt buckle” story!
Jo rode her motorcycle over to blow dry our hair for New Year’s Eve a few years ago
Chatting on the front porch with her dear buddy Ivette – Endymion about to start
Closing day party when I bought the LaLa – 2005.
December 1st, 2009 at 11:01 pm
A lovely set of memories. This is the way to remember your mother, who was a beautiful lady by the way.
December 2nd, 2009 at 8:26 am
Indeed she was Alice – thanks.
December 2nd, 2009 at 7:44 pm
oh, that Pat…¡Que tremenda!!!! I’m sooooo glad that we got to talk, drink, and smoke together. And moreover, that we share the islands. Mucho amor y mucha tranquilidad…Que el espíritu este en pleno reposo. un abrazo, Ivette
December 3rd, 2009 at 10:23 am
Un gran besote a ti!
December 5th, 2009 at 8:31 am
Querida Rachel,
¿cómo te estás sintiendo? El duelo que le escribiste a Pat está lleno de emociones tan bellas, gracias por compartirlo. Cada vez que leo lo que escribes sólo recuerdo cómo a ella le encantaba hablar conmigo de sus tiempos en Puerto Rico y Cuba. También recuerdo muy bien cuando se estaba quedándose en tu casa (te habías ido de viaje) y la fui a visitar para hablar y no quería que yo me fuera. I was her caribbean buddy!
envíame tu número de teléfono. un abrazo.
December 5th, 2009 at 12:46 pm
I miss her Ivette but the last seven months – five of which she has been hospitalized with tubes keeping her alive – have been so harrowing that I just feel this tremendous relief yet an overwhelming sadness that I can’t go see her, kiss her, talk to her. In the end, as different as we were in life, we were cut from the same cloth – free spirits – her beauty and charm aside, it is that free spiritedness in her that I will miss the most. She always said that you were such a unique person, so interesting – she was swept away by your Island charm. I’ll email my number to your email.