Posts Tagged ‘love’

Tribute to you Mother

Room for Two In Heaven


On January 16th we lost our mother a short 18 months after my father. We were not expecting her to pass…as a family we were caught off guard. My mother did an admirable job of trying to continue on with her life after my dad died. Although, her heart ached for him everyday. On Monday we will say our final goodbye to our mom. Dad awaits her in heaven with loving arms. Room for two in heaven.



The annually recurring date of a past event, especially one of historical, national, or personal importance:

Hard to believe on July 5th it will be the 1 year anniversary of my father’s passing. People always say “It seems like yesterday.” Well I have to tell you these past few weeks leading up to the anniversary date feels like deja vu. The emotional events all come streaming back to your mind so vivid and clear.

Last weekend was Father’s Day and we made a trip to Orange County to visit dad’s grave. My two siblings were able to visit the grave earlier in the week to pay their respects. My sister sent over a text with a lovely photo attached showing the flowers she placed on his grave. The next day my brother sent a text from his visit. While viewing his text an unexpected roar of laughter came from my mother and myself. My brother had placed sports items on the grave that my dad loved so much. My dad loved sports! He particularly loved basketball, baseball and golf. My father was a talented basketball player in his younger days. He was honored to have played on the Mt. Carmel Catholic High School CIF Championship Basketball Team.

Oh how we laughed when we saw all the items strategically placed around his marker. There was even a golf hat from St. Andrews in Scotland placed on the site. We always harped on dad to cover his little head from the sun. My brother signed the hat with a personal sentiment. My brother polished his grave (along with other family members buried in the same location).

Mom and I were to visit the grave on the next day, which was Father’s Day. We thought of bringing flowers however, my sister had covered that for us. My brother had covered the sports…or so we thought! There was one missing item to be added to the grave. A USC honorable mention! My nephew Ryan was placekicker for USC during the championship years of Bush, Palmer, Leinart. Oh dad loved this time. We attended all the local games here in Los Angeles and dad yelled from his living room chair on the away games. So mom and I came up with one item to be added to his grave. Again, strategically placed at the top of his marker is a photo of his grandson Ryan Killeen in motion kicking! FIGHT ON USC!

Mom and I walked away smiling! I looked over at mom and said ” you know dad’s actual anniversary is on 4th of July weekend, how can we top this?” Mom said, ” you just wait!” Love you and miss you dad.

Black & Whites….

Black and White….

I love old black and white photos. Nothing better! The hallway in my house is lined with old black and white family photos going back to the 1800’s. These old photos tell a far better story (in my opinion) then colored photos of today. When I look at these black and white photos, I’m transported back in time. These photos are some of my favorite of my parents. I really don’t have to write much about these photos. I think they tell the story of simple times, joy and love. Enjoy!ImageImageImageImageImageImageImage

Thanksgiving- The expression of gratitude.

Thanksgiving- The expression of gratitude.


Thanksgiving will be a tough day for my family this year. Missing the patriarch of our family will leave a void of monumental proportions. We as a family have decided to move forward with our traditional Thanksgiving feast in spite of the absences of my dear papa.

I have many feelings regarding the upcoming day:

You CANNOT recreate past memories, you can only remember the old ones with fondness.

You CAN create new memories.

Miss the person deeply who is not present; however do not mourn their absence in constant pain.

Give thanks for having the memories of the person.

We will raise a glass and toast you dear papa on Thanksgiving Day.

We will Live, Love and laugh.


Heart to Heart …Text to Text!

Heart to Heart ...Text to Text!

I was never a been a big fan of Valentine’s Day…I have mentioned this fact in a previous blog. However, I have some very fond memories of childhood Valentine’s Day in grade school.

These little candy hearts were the favorite of all the kids and everyone always waited with such anticipation to get their little box of colorful chalky candy hearts with fabulous “love messages” written on them. Between the candy hearts and the special tiny valentine cards from classmates; it was such a fun and special time in grade school. I recall opening my box of candy hearts along side my miniature valentine cards (given by classmates) and of course that ONE special boy in class, who was too scared to profess his young feelings of love/like for you. Oh my… how mysterious and exciting when that special boy would send the card “anonymously.”

H’m I find things really have not changed that much regarding men and scared to profess feelings. However in the year 2013 instead of candy hearts … they text! Happy Valentine’s Day!

Radiate LOVE.

Radiate LOVE: Kellie Kennedy-One Baby Boomers View On Life.

St. Valentine’s Day never been a big fan of the day. I always felt it’s such a forced day, where couples must show proof of their love, affection and respect for one another. The poor guy/girl who have the unfortunate timing to begin their dating ritual during  Valentine’s week. SUCH PRESSURE to perform on that one day! I’m really not ANTI-VALENTINE’S DAY. However, more of the belief that such expressions of love, affection and respect should come naturally and be expressed throughout the year for your partner. Over the years I have watched this day come and go, observing couples who partake in this pressured filled day.  This has given me a unique perspective of the “so-called” romantic day. 

Does the day ever really meet anyone’s expectations? In my opinion …NO! Every year I see couples who go “all out” on that ONE special day trying to impress. Sky writing their partners name in the sky with the “words I love you” seems to be the gift of choice for many these days. Or the exciting and romantic hot air balloon ride with champagne and flowers. My first thought when I see such extravagant gifts on Valentine’s Day; do they radiate that same LOVE and RESPECT for each other throughout the year? 

This past 1 1/2 years of watching my parents cope with my father’s Metastatic Bladder Cancer, has really made the definition of the words love, affection and respect clear to me. My father has just finished 21 rounds of radiation therapy. To his credit, he handled the intense treatment with grace and dignity. By my father’s side everyday was my mother, showing her love, affection and respect for him during this difficult time. With Valentine’s Day on the horizon, I recently pondered just how many couples truly attempt to show their partner concern, emotions and feelings 365 days a year. Why is it couples place so much importance on this ONE day a year and not the entire year?

 Some might believe as a society we have become so busy in our everyday lives it’s only natural for partners to lose that “spark” and over time less romance will occur in the relationship. I don’t subscribe to this way of thinking. Watching my parents express the same love for each other during his cancer, was all I needed to become a true believer that everyday romance is possible in committed relationships. Looking at how much time and effort is given to Valentine’s Day and not the everyday maintenance of relationships, makes me a big believer WE as a society need to step up our game. 

I feel very lucky to have watched my parents attempts to show love, affection and respect to each other throughout their 55 years of marriage. Most recently, when it was most needed … during severe illness. In my opinion, my parents are a perfect example of expressing Valentine’s Day …everyday of the year.

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