Our mom was definitely the most awesome person I’ve ever met. Not many people could love so beautifully and deeply. In both directions, she was a force. If you were on her team, life was easy street. I
Growing up with Deneill as your mother was like winning mini-human Powerball. As children she would take us twins everywhere. We would play games like: let’s see who can get the most poison ivy. Or, at the beach, one of us run one way while the other runs the other. But somehow mom always kept us safe. I used to love motorcycles as a little boy and my mom would walk up to giant bearded Harley riders so I could see them. She wasn’t intimidated by anything her entire life, including stage 4 brain cancer.
Seeing my mother and father’s relationship was like watching alternate reality t.v. I say that because they were true partners in life. They were each other’s safe haven. Such an amazing bond of love that started as kids and only built stronger and stronger. Looking around, I haven’t seen something that sacred in any two other adults. They didn’t fight a lot and the few times they did, my mom always won.
Of the many ways our mom showered us with love, one was with food. She was an incredible cook. She made an eggplant parm that not one swanky New York City Italian restaurant could touch. But our mother’s table was always open, to all my friends and anyone who stopped by. She fed the landscapers, painters, plumbers, you name it. And she made incredible lamb chops…. for her dog ….because you know, that’s normal.
When things became tough with her illness, some of her language got mixed up. She would say words like “blue” or “grey” referring to a door or a light. But she never mixed up “Love you,” because it was so embedded in her. She was love. She is love.
Well mom, as 37-year-old men you were still keeping us safe. And we know you still are. Your life was a love letter to your family. To your soul mate and husband. To your sons (who you loved more than your soul mate husband). To your best friend and sister Joni. To your other beloved siblings Billy, Tony and Tina. To basically everyone you came in contact with.
We love you mom, always have, always will.
Purple. Grey. Religion.
Deneill is survived by her husband, Alphonse J. Pascarelli, Jr., sons; Alphonse, III, Justin William Pascarelli, and four siblings; William, Tony, Joni and Tina.
A Mass of Christian Burial will be celebrated for Deneill on Saturday April 14, 2018 at 1:00 at Assumption Church in Westport, CT. Donations may be made in her honor to St. Jude’s Children’s Research Hospital www.stjude.org.