Still missing you everyday. Love u Sissy xo. Ant told me last night he knows you and mom are his guardian angels. Full time jobs no doubt xo.

when something reminds me..that I can't ever see you again it feels like a punch in the gut and I lose by breathe for a few moments.
Then I remember to be thankful to love someone so much.

I remember my mom as not only the infinitely caring parent but one of my best friends. I remember vividly to this day how we were in her white Chevrolet Cavalier and while we were the second window (my mom driving) at Wendy's in Northfields. Apparently they forgot to include napkins with the order and my mom (at least what I interpreted her saying it) said "Napkin! Napkin! I need a napkin!" And I repeated what she said to her and we both flat out busting out laughing. At that point we were still at the window and who knows what the cashier thought. We were laughing so hard that mom had to pull over in the parking lot and I kept repeating what she said. Each time laughing so hard we could barely breathe and tears running down our faces. It is one of those times where you look back and are truly enamored in in pure joy.

Trish, my dearest sister will be forever missed. She had a Heart of Gold and was a loving and caring person to family, friends and furry ones. Growing up and as adults she was always good natured and was able to take her younger brothers ribbing with laughter and the ability to give it right back. She was probably one of my biggest fans and loved her nieces and nephews so very much. She spoiled them rotten and I'm pretty sure we still have Easter and Halloween candy that you loaded them up with. Lauren, Emily & James will miss their beautiful Aunt. May you Rest In Peace my Sis.

I love and miss my Dear Trisha !

Kindness is like first love
It can change a life
With a miracle and a promise
To wipe away sorrow and strife.

So lost for words with emotions so high it's so hard to grasp the grief of losing my baby sister. My sister had a big heart that you felt immediately whe you were around her. She loved family especially the little ones and they loved her. Holidays were hugh and her favorite was Halloween. I could go on forever of stories In which she helped someone weather it was family friend or if you needed help with your fury friend. I was fortunate to have twin sisters when I was five they were real live baby dolls. Who needed Barbie?? I would dress them parade them around and remember taking them out of their cribs to crawl around. My parents would scream Kathleen stop doing that. You could never tell them apart from each other and was so cute to hear them call each other Sissy. They grew up to be beautiful Moms with each one of us girls having one boy. So when my only brother Jim had his two girls Trish couldn't wait to buy girly things. Trish was Mom to my son Steve and I was Mom to her son Ryan they were only two years apart which they were closer then brothers could be. I cherish all the beautiful memmories of engagements,showers,weddings and the biggest were the new members of the family. Words could never express the grief and pain untill we met again my sweet sister. We will always have a hole in our hearts untill we met again. Love you and miss you our Angel forever xxxooo

Trisha and I were identical twins. Neither of us really liked being twins and mostly we tried hard to distinguish ourselves from each other. We did, however in the early days of school, used to hold hands. With our long limbs, curls, glasses, dressed alike, holding hands we were a definite sight to see. We wore name tags when we were in the same class in school. I had a strong desire to switch the tags, even that young, Trisha had an equally strong desire not to bend the rules. A sneak peek at who we’d become as adults.

We did have the same sense of humor, often giggling, with my father yelling from the other room, you two cut it out! That was even more fun trying to get the other one to laugh loud so that she would be the one to get in trouble. . I remember begging her to let me wax her Brooke Shields like eyebrows. We did one and she said it hurt so bad she refused to let me touch the other for an hour, We looked at her unfinished brows in the mirror, cracking up.

Trisha’s most unmistakable feature were her big green eyes. I used to say they were 2 mood rings in the middle of her face. Hers was never a poker face. If you made her happy, sad or pissed there was no guessing. And when she was happy or sad you too felt instantly the same. She was thrilled with her beautiful wedding in Cape May, the trips she took with her husband Gary and so proud and joyful of her son Ryan and his bride Jackie and the newest love of her life her granddaughter Cayla. I’m sure she’s looking down with those big green eyes missing us as much as we miss her. Missing her will be a forever and constant in my heart.

“The Girl With Many Eyes
One day in the park
I had quite a surprise.
I met a girl
who had many eyes.

She was really quite pretty
(and also quite shocking!)
and I noticed she had a mouth,
so we ended up talking.

We talked about flowers,
and her poetry classes,
and the problems she'd have
if she ever wore glasses.

It's great to know a girl
who has so many eyes,
but you really get wet
when she breaks down and cries.”
― Tim Burton

May Patricia find peace in heaven
David Phillips

You are so loved by the hearts you have left behind. How beautiful and loving your soul must have been. To your family: I am so sorry for your loss; you are in my thoughts and prayers during this difficult time.