Posted by: Sailing Camelot | October 7, 2012

September 7th – A tribute to Mom

It’s been a long time since my last posting. It’s not that there was nothing to talk about, on the contrary… But the personal and painful nature of the events made it hard just to think about, impossible to speak of, never mind sharing them…

My mother, my best friend in the whole world, died unexpectedly of heart failure on August 18th in her home in Italy. She would have been 78 on October 14th. She was in good health and excellent spirit, so her death blindsided us badly.

Tom and I had planned a six-week long vacation for the occasion, which would have seen the three of us roaming about Europe, enjoying each other’s company and celebrating her Birthday in style.

Mom was very excited about it and had already compiled a list of places she wanted to see. We were all very much looking forward to it, but it was never to be…

Mom and me a few years back, enjoying our hometown.

We spoke on the phone just the day before her death, happily chattering away like we always did. There was nothing left unsaid, we exchanged our “I love you”, and hung up the phone still giggling like two teenagers.

Later that evening she was chirping and flirting with Tom on Facebook, commenting on the many pictures I posted that day for her to see. I am grateful for that last exchange.

I am also grateful that on her last day on this Earth she took one more little ride on her Vespa –she loved her moped!-, spent some time with friends, and was serene and happy with her life.

 

Tom had a very special connection with Mom, too.

 

Thankfully she wasn’t alone in her home, as my aunt Rosalba was staying with her for a few weeks.

It gives me comfort to know she wasn’t all alone in the last moments of her life.

 And so it is that my already small family shrunk even more. Now there’s only two of us left, my brother Maurizio and me.

Maurizio had, as always, to bear the brunt of the situation, like he’s always done to allow me the freedom to live my life on my terms. He is a strong yet very sensitive family man. Still, I wonder where and how he found the strength to cope with the inevitable aftermath. But he did, and I’ll forever be grateful to him for taking care of everything in spite of his own grief.

 

My brother Maurizio goofing around with Mom

 

Tom and I flew to Italy for Mom’s funeral and to offer whatever little help we could in settling her affairs.

Though it was a far cry from our original, happier plans, we rejoiced in the company of our family, especially drawing healing love from my brother’s children and his wife Marina.

My nephews (Lorenzo, age 11 and Giovanni, 9) are very dear to us. There’s nothing as healing as their heartfelt hugs.

My sister in law Marina is compassion, strength and practicality personified. I love her for her quiet but unfaltering support. I give her credit for being my brother’s safe harbor, for keeping him and her family going while dealing with her own grieving process. I appreciate her more than words can say.

Tom tried hard to distract me -at least temporarily- by taking long, wandering walks in the beautiful medieval town I grew up in. It was somewhat bittersweet; I walked and reminisced.

So much of this town reminds me of Mom: the old bookstore that she favored (she was an avid reader), the small, picturesque café we’d stop at for an espresso, her favorite fabric store (she was a talented seamstress), the small jewelry store she joyfully dragged me to nine years ago to buy our wedding rings … Almost every corner spoke to me of her.

They are all happy, positive memories. I feel extremely blessed for that.

This blog, started at the beginning of our cruising life, was intended specifically to keep Mom informed of our every move, a way for her to visit faraway places, to somewhat travel with us.

Her death took the joy of living out of me for a while and I couldn’t see the purpose in continuing my postings, hence the long quiet period.

It was my brother and his wife Marina that persuaded me to persevere.

So here I am, again.

In loving memory of Giselda Rossetti

 October 14th, 1934 – August 18th, 2012.

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Responses

  1. Beautiful — wish I could have met her. You were truly blessed. Now I need a Kleenex.

  2. Dearest Friends, our hearts are sad with you and your last entry has been a blessing for us to share a personal part of your lives. We continue to pray that you will be rich in memories of your “mom” knowing that she so loved you and honored you with being part of your adventure–long distance. Take care Lori and know that love lives on.

  3. My thoughts are with you and condolences…..I for one appreciate you continuing your postings and letting us all get a glimpse of the world out there you are exploring. Thank you.

    David

  4. It was so beautiful to hear you talk of your mothers upbeat and playful spirit which she obviously passed on to you. We hope that you continue on your life’s journeys with a twinkle in your eyes and keep adding more beautiful memories as you go.We are so sorry for your loss and our thoughts and prayers are with you. Love, TiffinRife and Family. SV Hand Full

  5. so, so sorry to hear about your loss. She sounds like a grand lady, and i’m sure she is zooming all over heaven on that vespa!

  6. So sorry to hear of your loss. Our hearts go out to you during this painful time. I’m so glad you are continuing your blog. We “live the dream” through your wonderful descriptions of your travels.

  7. We are very sorry to hear about your mom. It was nice to read a bit about her … it sounds like her adventurous spirit lives on in her daughter.
    Robin & Kathryn – s/v Agave Azul

  8. Thank you, each and every one of you, I truly appreciate your kind words of support, your thoughts and prayers. Blessings to you all. Lori

  9. Hi Lori and Tom,
    Just checked your blog and we are both sorry to hear about your mom. Our old parents are always on our mind and we know we could get some bad news too anytime..
    The best to you and your family

  10. Hi Lori,
    I was checking out the El Salvador Rally for the year and low and behold your boat was two above ours on the site. Interested to see where you are now I stubbled onto this blog…..Tears streamed my face reading this post! We spent many an hour talking about your mum and about your home town. I am so sad for you! What an incredible shock it must have been for you, and also a beautiful lasting memory of your chat the night before…a lasting gift you will treasure. You are an amazing writer….never stop expressing yourself, too many people will miss out on your wit and incredible vision of what you see in your travels and transpiring this onto your blog. Love to you Lea Red Sky xo


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