Feelings, Nothing More than Feelings

There are no words.

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When we walked into the room, I was floored - while planning the flowers a few days ago, we thought, "Maybe a couple dozen in some vases we bring?" The directors at Pizzi Funeral Home (<---who were amazing) said people don't do stuff like this anymore.

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The outpouring was completely unexpected, even from my Los Angeles friends Melanie and Jenny.

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My father believed people didn't care about him. How wrong he was.

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It was standing-room only, plus visitors pouring out into the hallway.

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My brother Morgan kicked things off with a song...

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…once I shared my speech, the stories about my beloved father continued...

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…and so did the music...

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…ending with a performance of one of Daddy's favorites, Verdi's "Va, Pensiero" by The Metropolitan Opera Chorus (where my mother sang for over 30 years) that was so powerful I can't even describe it...

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…as we walked through and hugged each singer, hearing their beautiful voices and seeing faces I remembered from as long as I can remember remembering, an overwhelming rainbow of emotions swept over me - peace, love, joy, grief, happiness, forgiveness, strength, weakness, mourning, gratitude, loss...

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…once the service was over, and I was done feeling everything - I felt HUNGRY. And so did everyone else at our house!

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Couldn't eat this giant melon my Uncle Tiger brought...

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…but we did snack on my favorite - Dunkin Donuts’ Chocolate Chunk cookies from Uncle Joe!

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Everyone agreed DD should start a cookie chain after trying them.

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I only had half...

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…just like at weddings, the hosts make sure everyone else is taken care of first!

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Noshed on banana and lemon bread pieces between catching up...

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…then Abe and I drove to Presto's for some Chicken Parm Subs. We saw my daddy's animal spirit on the way!

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After everyone left...

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…I finally dug into some pizza, courtesy of my cousin Jeffrey.

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Along with my cheesy slice I ate the chicken n cheese outa my sandwich...

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…then used the fig jam my cousin Grace made...

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…for a fresh fig sandwich as dessert!

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My father's Sunday Service was one of the most profound, incredible experiences of my life. We have one more Memorial Mass today; not sure what other feelings will arise, but the mystery of life's questions are finally being answered for me, sadly and beautifully, little by little.

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Thank you everyone, for showing my father and my family just how special and loved we really are.