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A Scrapbook of My Life :(

November 28, 2016
By christinapinho BRONZE, Branchurg, New Jersey
christinapinho BRONZE, Branchurg, New Jersey
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Obituary for Kathleen Marie P: Kathleen Marie, 42 died Sunday March 27, 2011 at Somerset Medical Center in Somerville, NJ. She was born in Jersey City, NJ. She was a resident of Neshanic Station, NJ for the past 15 years. Mrs. P. earned her Bachelor's degree in English and Biology from Rutgers University. She had worked in Quality Assurance for the Ortho-McNeil Corporation in Raritan, NJ before becoming a homemaker for her family who she dearly loved. Kathi was very proud of her three daughters, Natalie, Jessica, and Christina, and she was happiest when she was with them . Over the past years, Kathi served as a class mother in the Branchburg School System and a softball coach for the Branchburg Blaze. Mrs. P. was a member of St. Mary's Byzantine Catholic Church in Hillsborough, NJ. Kathi was incredibly creative and talented. She loved working with photography and craft projects in her spare time. She will be forever loved by her family and friends and will be sadly missed. She was predeceased by her fraternal grandfather Frank DiCorcia and by her maternal grandfather George Lechman. She is survived by her husband of 15 years Anthony of Neshanic Station, NJ, her daughters Natalie Elizabeth, Jessica Lauren and Christina Maryanne of Neshanic Station, NJ, her parents William and Mary Ann DiCorcia of Hillsborough, NJ, her sisters Jennifer DiCorcia and her husband Scott Zink of Arlington, MA., Angela DiCorcia of Hillsborough, NJ, Mary Ellen DiCorcia of Hillsborough, NJ, Suzanne DiCorcia of Hillsborough, NJ, and Carolyn DiCorcia of Hillsborough, NJ, her brothers Thomas DiCorcia and his wife Ann of Natick, MA.,and William Joseph DiCorcia, Jr. and his wife Lori of Plainfield, CT., her fraternal grandmother Eileen DiCorcia of Bayonne, NJ and her maternal grandmother Elizabeth Lechman of Jersey City, NJ. She is also survived by nieces and nephews Vanessa and Melissa Casella, Brandon DiCorcia, Danielle and Caitlin DiCorcia and Alan and Matthew Boulanger. The viewing will be on Wednesday March 30, 2011 2 to 4 and 7 to 9 PM at the Ketusky Funeral Home, 1310 Brooks Blvd., Manville, NJ. (908)575-8512. The Parastas Service will take place at 8:15 PM during the evening viewing. The Funeral will be on Thursday March 31, 2011 8:30 AM from the Ketusky Funeral Home with a 9:30 AM Funeral Service at St. Mary's Byzantine Catholic Church in Hillsborough, NJ. Burial will follow at Holy Cross Cemetery in North Arlington, NJ. In lieu of flowers, donations for her daughters' educations would be greatly appreciated. 


OCTOBER, 13 2010. The sound of tools buzzing around me. I soon begin to hallucinate butterflies soaring around my feet. My eyes became weights. I layed there with my eyes fastened shut and my mouth peeled open. My eyes slowly pushed open soon after the feeling of a finger tapping my shoulder. The women with a sky blue mask over her face smothered a sticky substance on my cracked lips. The chair began to levitate upward. Someone gently helped me out of the chair and guided me to a dull room in the back of the building. I was puzzled. I thought I was supposed to be going back to the waiting room where my mom was patiently waiting for me. the masked lady gave me an apple juice and then pranced out of the doorway. I stared at the model of someone's mouth and gulped my juice. As soon as I slurped down the last drop of apple juice my mind wondered off. About fifteen minutes later a lady stomped into the room. She looked angry. I was worried because she looked pissed off… like something just happened. I thought about all the things she could have been mad about. She harshly grabbed my hand and told me to get up. I stood up like a flash of light. She then told me to go outside and find the red Honda. I didn't know what a Honda was but I was too scared to ask. I walked outside and just stood there. I slowly walked up to a man and asked what a Honda was. His big bony finger pointed toward a red car. The car looked like an expensive toy. I began to inch my way towards the car. Tears began to roll down my cheek. I genuinely thought that I was in danger.  I got to the car and sat on the sad concrete. I pulled my legs wrapped in blue and hugged them. I began to silently sob. My head hung in my knees. A shadow covered my whole body. I froze. An instant flash of worry filled my body from head to toe. A groggy voice filled the air. The voice to me to get up and get in the car. I didn't move. The voice told me to get up now. I got up. I hopped in the car and sat there. I grasped my seatbelt and pulled in around me. The click of the seatbelt rang in my ears. A young lady jumped into the car with a big smile on her face. After seeing her smile a big goofy smile approached my face traveling ear to ear. We began to roll away from the car. Silence filled the car for the first five minutes. I dazed off and began to fall asleep. My cheek harshly thrashed against my shoulder. I was awake. The radio was spitting out cheerful music. I watch the scenery outside of my window change. I was deeply interested. I mumbled along with the words as the peachy sun glared into my eyes. At this point, I felt very safe. I read all of the street signs aloud and I soon was able to recognize where we were. The car bounced as we glided to a stop sign. There she was. A very beautiful glowing women standing in my driveway. She was clearly confused. The car came to a halt. I leaped out of the car and hugged her. I felt my mom's arms wrap around my hips. Her curly hair tickled my ears and face. I was ecstatic to see her bright hazel eyes twinkle in the sunlight. She gingerly place her hand on my lower back and escorted me into the house.


MARCH 21, 2015, Hi, I am Christina P. Kathi? youngest daughter. I haven't seen my mom in about four years and it has been really hard. I just wanted to say I MISS YOU MOMMY TO THE MOON AND BACK! Thank you for all the support from family and friends. You have really help me through this hard time.


Quote: “When I get to Heaven, the FIRST thing I am going to do is find you… the SECOND thing I will do is never let you go again.”¨


MARCH 27th, 2011. My cousins, my sister, and I were peacefully asleep on the floor after a long night at the hospital. Suddenly Uncle Tom and my Dad barged through the door. They have been waiting at the hospital. They were waiting for mom to wake up again after she was being suffocated by her pillow. My cousin Danielle and my sister Natalie tapped my sister Jessica, my cousin Caitlin and I. They told us to get up. We stood up zombified and we quietly stepped over our other cousin, Brandon. We all tiptoed down the stairs to the basement. My dad grabbed and hand firmly. I was worried. I was mostly worried by Natalie and Danielle were crying and my mom wasn't with my dad and uncle when they walked into the house. He told us that he had an announcement. He flat out told us that our mom/aunt was dead. And that was end to my childhood.


Instagram caption: @jess_p Two years. Ok, so today marks two years without my best friend...but, above all, without my mom… When she  was still alive, I would cry when she was gone for 3 days. But now, just to think that I have been functioning on a regular basis without her, makes me want to go in my bed and cry. Me and her did everything together like going to Dorney and getting 2 giant stuffed scooby-doos. On my birthday, I always wish to see my mom one last time. And as time goes on, I start to loose the little memories that I have of her, like what she looks like or what her voice sounds like. What I am trying to say here is to not take advantage of your loved ones because you could wake up the next day, living without them. I LOVE YOU MOM. #R.I.P. # mommy. MARCH 27, 2013


Hi Bean,
I knew you couldn't stay long, so I thought I'd write to you. Sorry my handwriting is so sloppy,I'm writing quickly.
Have fun at Blaze. Work out hard and listen so that you are safe. Coach Mike might need you since I'm not there, so check with him, tell him that you are my replacement and I will see him soon.
Be good for Mrs. A tomorrow. Don't worry about me, ok? I miss you and  I need you to be on your best behavior.
Mom


8/23/16
Dear diary,
Wow! It has been a very emotional day. We were sitting in the car on our way to Memas for my very late birthday dinner. My dad was driving the car. He was constantly brushing his hands against the steering wheel. I knew something was wrong. I could feel the heavy tension roaming around the car.
¨Nanny passed away.¨ my dad blurted out. Great. Amazingly great. This day is getting worse by the second.
¨Okay, so where is she being buried?¨ I asked. There was one response that I didn't want to hear.
¨The same place Grampi and mom was buried.¨ he stated. AMAZING! I started thinking about it. For years I have thought that I was a horrible daughter to my mom. I haven't been to her grave in 5 years. I was a disgraceful daughter. But I had a reason for not going. I was scared. I didn't want to sit and weep at her grave. (which I ended up doing.) Well hopefully I can get over it soon. Peace out diary.


Lyrics: “I Was Watching You” Rosanne Cash


Headlights on a Texas road
And Hank Williams on the radio
Church wedding, they spent all they had
Now the deal is done to become Mom and Dad
And I was watching you from above
'Cause long before life there was love
See those little girls dressed like china dolls
All for one then one by one they fall
High on a hill where the world passes by
You never came back but I know you tried
'Cause I was watching you from above
When it all falls apart there is love
All those years to prove how much I cared
I didn't know it but you were always there
Until September when you slipped away
In the middle of my life on the longest day
Now I hear you say
I'll be watching you from above
'Cause long after life there is love
Baby, I'll be watching you from above
Long after life there is love
 


Dear Christina Maryanne,
I just want you to know that just because I live three states away from you doesn't mean I don't love you. Call me any time you have a bad day, good day, funny story, or just want to hear my voice. Your mom said that to me, and know i'm saying that to you.
Love,
Danielle (your favorite cousin)
Xoxo


Instagram caption: @Christina.maryanne i can't believe that I  made it through 5 years without you. I know that i didn't know you as well as Natalie or Jessica but I still love you so much that i can't really explain it through words but I will try my hardest. I loved all the nicknames you gave me and how we always laughed together. I really wished we had more time together on earth but now you're too busy dancing with the angels in heaven. I really do sincerely wish that maybe I could have actually say goodbye to you face to face. I can't even remember the last time I gave you a hug or had any eye contact with you. I just wish that maybe we will meet again. I love you to much I guess people could say.


The author's comments:

I wrote this piece to help people through their hard times. It might seem like this is a sad piece but this does have some good in it. 


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