This memorial website was created in the memory of our beloved wife, mother and friend, Lynda Vital, 59, born on April 17, 1952 and passed away on December 13, 2011. We will love her forever.
Our beautiful celebration of life for mom was held nearly two months ago and it was truly one of the best days of all of our lives.
Thank you to all who took the time to be with us. So many travelled from states away to show their love and we are all so grateful for each and every one of you. For those who couldn't make it please know you were there! We know your love was present from afar.
Please continue to celebrate mom by remembering her vivacious spirit and love for life and by doing the same.
She wants us all to be happy.
Please also continue to connect with my brothers, Crystal, Xavier dad and I at any time with a call, email and continue to write on her site. We miss her as do you, but can continue to remember her by all staying so close.
If you would like to see the full photos of the celebration please visit the following sites:
http://lyncelebration.shutterfly.com/
Walt and Lyn's address: 2528 Lotus Creek Dr. Virginia Beach, Virginia 23456
BTW - I'm collecting Social Security now like you could too if you were still alive, you knucklehead!
LUV U LYN
Rozlyn preferred the uphill playground than the cold, rainy beach. So as she stomped in puddles and dangerously climbed the jungle gym I stood behind her, looked down at the sound and the sea and talked to her about you. I reminded her of all the water ways being mixed together somehow...though you were taken out to sea at Craigville your particles may just have made their way to the sound somehow or come down from the sky in raindrop form that lands on our coats or our hands as we try not to get too cold on the metal playground. You may just be in a billion particles everywhere.
Rozlyn doesn’t look a thing like you, she looks like Walt and I and Anthony and his mom, but dear lord, she’s a lot like you. Like Gilda Radner or Jane curtain or Lucille ball, funny as all get out. I’d like a spitting image of you because I miss your gorgeous face daily, but I’ll take the spirit of you. She’s a spit fire, mom, and though we weren’t beside the sea like I enjoy being every December 13th, I was beside you because I was beside her. I love you, Manna. Seven years and always counting. Seven is a magical number. I think I’ll believe in the magic of this year of you being gone. Your daughter,
Lizzy
Thank you for being such an enlightened parent to all of us in high school. I learned the most about parenting from you. You mothered me and all of us with such patience, forgiveness, and grace. You taught me to mother myself. You always encouraged us to be our best selves. I hope I can provide such grace and influence to my son, Emmitt, and his friends as you did for me. I know you can hear us when we think of you.
All my love to the beautiful Vital Family today and every day.
Ever need anything or happen to be in Wisconsin - let me know:
Sandi Elizabeth (Nowakowski) Arendalkowski
User Experience Designer, University of Wisconsin - Madison
924 Clay Street Stoughton WI 53589
410-790-5739
sandi7777@gmail.com
sandi.arendalkowski@wisc.edu
Love,
Breda
Your friend, Jackie B
with peace and love,
Sandy (and the horses)
Then there was me getting married to Pam and Liz getting ready to also join souls with Anthony in Seattle! So some happiness surrounding us!
Miss you still so much but always be with me. I love you so....twas heaven here with you.....your boy
Steve-o
When I see your pictures on "the book", I can still hear your voice and remember the time we shared and the bond we forged through YS/MS. Your positive attitude is something I still carry with me every day. I have so much to be thankful for and remember every day how quickly it can be taken away. Your passing has served as a life lesson for me and its something I take with me everywhere. Live every day as if you have finite time on this earth. Be strong and be thankful so that others may be influenced by your strength and gratitude. We miss you. Say 'hi" to Alan for me. YS/MS. - Erik
You may be missing a family member, but what a treasure to remember
It's springtime and Lily's fur is blowing all over the place for the birds to use. Wish we had the chance to create that little children's book together....
TO MANY PROJECTS IN YOUR HONOR, MANNA.
Oh, and of course we went to the beach today. I always see you there.
I LOVE YOU AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BABE.
I remember the cloud that moved in the ocean when Dad released your remains, knee deep he was in your new home.
You, who I once lived inside, turned into an oceanic cloud, a ghost of the sea and then, like an apparition, you were gone.
The sun peeks through the clouds today and shines ideallicaly on the happy, peaceful surfers. I'm glad the sun is out today it reminds me of you, your smiling face, your endless laughter and reminds me that I too can shine on, no matter how hard. This life is a cruel one, but worth smiling during.
Two years later is nothing when I will never sop holding you until the end of eternity. As the ocean did you, like the sea around a shore, as Cat Stevens so quaintly put it. One year. Then two. I'll see you someday again-I just know it. I love you mom.
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From the boys
Xavier would like to say, "It's my first time seeing this website in a long time. I'm glad you all have written on here. It will help me learn more about my Grandma Lynda's life. Thank you Lizzy for starting this website. Love, Xavier."
Frank would like to say, "I really like looking at the pictures and paintings that Grandma Lynda made. I like seeing all the pictures too. I'm also really happy that Lizzy started this website. Love, Franklin."
I would like to say "Thank you all so much and I love all of you. I still miss my Mom but when I see this site I see and think about all of you wonderful people and I feel happy. Love, Patrick."
Cabin
Here is Lynda sittting in front of our Craigville cabin; every July we would stay at our grandparents' home for the month. We learned to LOVE Craigville, the beach, the sailing, everything about Cape Cod. David and I were the Trutlemen of Red Lily Pond; we were great at catching buckets-ful, but NOT great at feeding them. I bet Lynda is about to go feed the Farm. . I am sure that Lynda kept them alive for 30 days (til we released them for the Dooleys to catch in August???) So, maybe her love for animals is OUR fault???? OH well, in her wonderful 59 years, she certainly made a difference in the lives of a huge number of critters. Love, Bill