Elena N. Marchini

Hi, Mom. I just want you to know ... Not one day went by when I didn't think about you while we estranged. Not one day has gone by when I haven't thought about you since you've been gone. I visit this page often, just to see your face again. HOW did it get so bad between us?? We always had a strained relationship, but I never thought I'd never see you again. Did you EVER think about me? Did you EVER want to see me again? I guess not. I hope and pray that you did pass away peacefully, with no pain. I have been pained since 2009, when the hurt got to be too much to take. Yet, I never stopped loving you. NEVER. Why, Mom? Why?? I will never understand why, but I am FOREVER your daughter ... your ONLY child... your emotionally broken child. I love you, Mom. Debbie

Hi, Mom, it's me again. I think about you ALL THE TIME. I try and try to accept the fact that you're gone from this life, but it's so hard. I can't believe you left me that way...with no reconciliation, no closure. I am broken and will never be completely whole again, even though I have loved ones all around me. My husband, my sons and my daughter love me, and for that I am grateful. While their love for me is real and wonderful and my love for them is real and wonderful, it is not the same as the love of a mother. I have missed that love. I wish you loved me enough to look past whatever you believe I did to you. I had and still have no idea. I tried to make peace with you but you weren't interested. You died without ever speaking to or seeing me again. I had to break away because of the hurt you caused me, but I would have run back to you if you only let me know you still loved me. How could you do that, Mom? You KNOW how much I loved you. I will never understand it. Never. I didn't deserve that, and I believe, deep inside, you know that. I hope I can heal from the ultimate rejection and hurt. Your daughter and only child, Debbie

Mom, I just wanted to say hello again and tell you that I have always loved you, always thought about you and always missed you ... especially while you were still alive. How I wish things could have been different between us. I tried, Mom. I really did. WHY didn't you?? I guess I loved you more. Your DAUGHTER, Debbie

Hello, Mom. (My message got cut off, so I started over ... probably hit the wrong thing)! Anyway, I just wanted to let you know, once again, how much I ALWAYS loved you. I loved when you would drive up to our house for 50 cups of PERCOLATED coffee (you HATED coffee machines)! You'd call me before you left your house so I could "guess-timate" your arrival and have that hot coffee ready! We didn't have cell phones then, so we had to calculate! We'd sit on the porch or deck in nice weather, watching the crazy birds and squirrels. We'd come inside to sit at the kitchen table and watch your soaps! I looked forward to those days so much because......I loved you. Mom, I will never understand WHY you left me the way you did. I didn't deserve that. You took part of my heart with you. I'm trying to get myself "right" again ... for my family. We all loved you so much. Maybe one day I will find out the answer to my "why." Till then, remember this: I loved you then and still do, despite everything. Your broken daughter, Debbie

Mom, I just wanted to remind you of how much I ALWAYS loved you. I loved when you came up to the house for 50 cups of PERCOLATED coffee (you hated coffee "machines")! Before cell phones, you'd call me before you left your house so I could "guesstimate" your arrival

Broken hearted

Dear Mom, We visited you and Don on Sunday (8/10/25) in your final resting place at SS. Peter and Paul Garden Mausoleum. It was heartbreaking to see you both that way, after many years away from each other while you were alive. I guess I should have tried ONE more time to reconcile our differences. I thought we still had the time to do so. Unfortunately, we ran out of time and the chance. How I wished and prayed for us to be together again. Now I have to wait until I die ... maybe, just maybe, you will WANT me then, Mom. I love you

August 8, 2024 ... August 8, 2025 Mom, It's been a year since you passed away. Actually, for me, it was September 2, because that's the date I found out, by READING your online obituary. Good Lord, for the life of me, I will never understand WHY. WHY you left me and your grandchildren the way you did. We ALL loved you, you know. Anyway, I am coming down to the cemetery this weekend, and I have some things to say to you...things I didn't get the opportunity to say while you were alive. I KNOW you'll "hear me." Mom, I'm just trying to find closure to this mess, the worst heartache imaginable. I'll NEVER get over the rejection, the heartache, but I am going to try. I've suffered enough and I have to move on - for MYSELF and my family - just as I had to make the difficult decision to walk away from you. I never wanted it to be forever, but you did. I loved you, Mom. Rest in the peace you never found when you were alive.

Mom, For most of my life, I thought you loved me. It hurts so much to realize you never did. I was probably an inconvenience for you. It breaks my heart to know this. WHY??

My dearest Mom, I will never stop loving you. I am heartbroken over how things ended up between us, but, despite everything, I ALWAYS loved you. I hope my words reach you now, but I really wish they would have reached you while you were still alive. I wanted to see you. I tried, Mom. I really did. Love always, Your daughter, Deborah Ann

My dear Mom, Why? When I die, I hope to "see" you again and talk to you ... maybe then I'll find out the answer to WHY? I have ALWAYS loved you. ALWAYS. My heart is broken, and I will never heal from the ultimate pain of losing you the way I did. With love and heartbreak, Your only child, Debbie

Mom, I loved you my whole life, through everything. Maybe we'll get the chance to reconcile when I die. Maybe then we can talk. Till then, I hope you finally found the peace you could never find while alive. Just know that I loved you ... always.

Elena was my MOTHER. I poured out my heart in these posts that have since been deleted. Whoever had them removed, you had NO RIGHT. I saved every one and will post every single one again and again, if I have to. I contacted D'Anjolell directly and will get to the bottom of this. My posts contained no cursing ... just an outpouring of feelings. I loved her my whole life, even when we were estranged from one another.

Who decided to remove my posts??

Dear Mom, I ALWAYS loved you, still do, but I am done apologizing and feeling guilty. I wanted to fix things between us, and I made attempts. However, YOU obviously weren't interested in reconciling with ME, your only daughter, your only child. My thoughts wander to what you told the family-in-name-only about me. I was never given the opportunity to defend myself against what most assuredly were lies. I wonder if you talked to and treated your "cherished" niece, Rosemarie, the way you talked to and treated me. Did you ever tell her to "go f**k yourself?" Did you ever chase her with a butcher knife? Mom, we had good times, and I loved you with all my heart. However, the bad was really bad. I had to separate from you, for my own well-being, never thinking you would pass away without a reconciliation. I tried, Mom. I tried, but I am done feeling guilty. You also had a choice. While MY choice was to love you and get back together, YOUR choice was to take your hatred toward me to your grave - your ultimate act of rejection. No one loved you more than I. I just wish you loved me half as much. Why, Mom? Why?

Dear Mom, August 8th will mark one year since you passed away, and I still can't get over the terrible hurt of not having been given the opportunity to see you before you died. I know we had our differences and were estranged for years, but why you or no one from the "family" never reached out to me is something from which I will never heal. Never. I ALWAYS loved you and wanted you in my life. I tried reconciliation, but you weren't interested. You had a choice to see your only child before you died, but chose the ultimate slap in my face and ultimate rejection. I will never be ok with that.

Dearest Mom, August 8th will mark one year since you passed away. Tom, TJ, Erik, Krista and I missed our final goodbyes because I didn't find out about your death until SEPTEMBER 2ND! I've never been one to troll obituaries, so to see your picture and accompanying obituary a full THREE WEEKS later was an unimaginable and devastating shock, from which I haven't and never will recover. How YOU and the "family-in-name-only" could do that to us is unfathomable, unconscionable and unforgivable. You must have told them terrible things about me. I guess I'll never know. The hurt you inflicted upon me while you were alive (which caused our estrangement) was exacerbated by your and their final slap in my face, the ultimate rejection. How does anyone in good conscience keep a mother's illness/death from her ONLY child, a child who always loved her mother, in spite of everything?? Just know this: I am DONE blaming myself for our issues. YOU also had a choice to reconcile, but chose to go to your grave hating me, for what I'll never know. I tried, Mom. I really tried. I wanted reconciliation more than anything and attempted it, to no avail. I am convinced that I loved you MORE than you ever loved me. As for my aunts and cousins....they are as DEAD as you are, even though some are still roaming around. KARMA is a real thing. I'm praying they ALL get what they deserve for hurting me and my children, YOUR grandchildren. As for your "son-in-law," he couldn't care less. He had enough of you hurting me. Your "beloved" husband, Don, whom we all adored, warned Tom to keep me away from you because of your hatefulness. I finally listened that fateful night at Uncle Adolph's viewing, when I tried to make peace with you, only to be pushed away - in front of everyone there. That was my breaking point. I hope you enjoyed your time with sweet Rosemarie. I guess you never treated her and talked to her the way you treated and talked to me. You were a true chameleon, but I knew the true person under your facade, Mom. I continued to love you, though. Unfortunately, it had to be from afar, though. My therapist is helping me get through this. I hope you're satisfied with your ultimate act of revenge and spite toward the one person who loved you MORE than dear Ro or your sisters or ANYONE else.

My dear Mom, August 8th will mark one year since you have been gone. You passed away that day, but since I was never one to troll obituaries, I found out, shockingly, three whole weeks later. I would periodically GOOGLE your name, just to make sure you were ok, because I really hoped to make peace with you before EITHER of us passed away. Imagine the heartbreak and utter shock to see your picture and obituary. I know the so-called family-in-name-only believes I am hateful because I wasn't at your services. HOW COULD I BE WHEN I DIDN'T KNOW UNTIL THREE WEEKS AFTER THE FACT? Why???? How could you (and EVERY ONE of them) do that to me? What did you tell them about me to make THEM hate me as much as you did, for reasons I'll never know. Mom, I LOVED you. Always. Even when we were estranged. I never wanted that. You hated me until you took your last breath. WHY?? I can't get over the ultimate slap in my face. I tried, Mom. I did. But .... you also had a choice. I wanted more than anything to see you again. WHY didn't you feel the same way toward your only child?? The hurt just keeps on hurting, even more now than when you were alive. I always believed we had time to repair our relationship. Time ran out, but not my love for you.

My dear Mom, I can't believe it is almost a year since you have been gone I found out about your passing through an online obituary, 3 weeks AFTER the fact. I cannot get past the fact that I found out about my own mother's death that way. Some might say I deserved that because I went "no contact" with you and we were estranged for many years. You and the "family" may have believed, since we were out of one another's lives for so long, that I didn't care about you. Why tell me you were ill and that you had died? Right? Well, what you and they DIDN'T know, though, is that I NEVER wanted to be out of your life. I thought about you all the time, wishing things were different. We had some good times, Mom, and I DO have good memories. However, the bad times and bad memories became too hard to take. I had to distance myself from you. I never thought it would be forever. I always believed we had time, a chance, but time ran out, along with the chance. I just wish YOU could have loved ME enough to want to see me before you passed away. I ALWAYS loved you. ALWAYS. Maybe you know that now ... I hope so. Love, Your daughter, Debbie

Happy Mother's Day in Heaven, Mom. I loved you YOUR whole life and I will love you for the rest of mine, despite everything. I will never HEAL from the final hurt, but I will LOVE you forever. Your only child, your only daughter, Debbie

My Dearest Mom, I hope you had a nice birthday, your first in Heaven. How I wish I could have seen you again. I am having a very hard time dealing with losing you the way I did. It hurts SO much knowing you never wanted to see me again. I NEVER ever stopped loving you, thinking about you and wishing you loved me even HALF as much as I ALWAYS loved you. Maybe one day I will learn WHY. I tried, Mom. I tried

Mom, Very soon, I WILL BE visiting you and Don at Sts. Peter & Paul Cemetery, where you are entombed. You and the "family" kept me from seeing both of you while you were still alive, but NO ONE can stop me from visiting you now - NO ONE. I have a lot of things to say to you. I wanted to see you and "fix" us before you passed away. I never got the chance to make peace with you or to even say goodbye to you. I will NEVER forgive the rotten family for not reaching out to me to let me know when death was near. I guess you didn't love ME enough to let them (or a priest) know you wanted to see ME before you died. I loved YOU that much, though, and I am broken because of it. How could you do that to me? How could THEY? I will never understand it. Never. You hurt me so much when you were alive and still are, from the grave. I loved you more than you or they know and never stopped thinking of you. It wasn't easy to walk away from you. My heart hurt every day we were apart. It was the hardest thing I ever had to do, but I HAD to do it - for my own mental and physical health. Unlike you, though, I NEVER stopped loving you and I STILL do, although I'm not sure why. Your "daughter," Debbie

Why, Mom? Why? You and the "family" have broken me in pieces I cannot get past this ultimate rejection and heartbreak. I wanted so badly to see you, hug you and "fix us." Why?

Mom, I miss you and wish we could have mended whatever the issue was between us...while you were still alive. I'm so sorry for not being at your viewing, but you passed away on August 8th, and I didn't find out until SEPTEMBER 2nd, when I Googled you to see if all was well, hoping to see you, to reconcile. WHY didn't you reach out to me?? If you had, I would have been by your side in a heartbeat. WHY, Mom? Imagine how it felt to see your OBITUARY almost one month later. I would have been there had I known, had SOMEONE reached out to me. You've been gone for 4 months now, and I still can't believe it. You HAD to know how much I truly loved you.

My dearest Mom, I STILL cannot believe I and my family were not even given the opportunity to see you again while you were still alive or to say goodbye when you passed away. I have never been so hurt by ANYTHING else in my lifetime. I have to write my thoughts here because I never got the PROPER chance to try to repair the rift between us, as much as I wanted to. I wanted to see you. I called you, I drove by your house. I just never found the nerve to knock on your door, because of how you pushed me away that last time we were together, at Uncle Adolph's viewing. WHAT did I do to make you hate me SO much that you told everyone "she better not show up" at Don's viewing?? WHAT did you tell the so-called "family" about me?? I was kept out of the loop for Aunt Yolanda, Aunt Rita, Aunt Lucy, Uncle Bobby, even Don. But the worst of all was not being told about my own MOTHER'S death, having to find out by reading it in an online obituary. That was very cruel. I am pretty sure you told them you didn't want me there. WHY?? I was never given the chance to defend myself against what were most certainly LIES. We had our differences, for sure, as most mothers and daughters do. But I was a good kid. I loved you, despite everything. I would never have done ANYTHING to deliberately hurt you, but if I HAD hurt you, you went to your grave harboring a hatred for me that I never understood and would certainly have tried to rectify...while you were alive. It's too late now, but maybe you're getting this message wherever you are now. The "family" hates me (and my husband and our children) but ... WHY?? WHY did you leave me and US this way?? The kids, especially, did nothing to deserve being tossed away. They watched me cry over you. If you had only reached out to ME, I would have been at your side in a heartbeat because I would have known that YOU wanted to see ME again. You hurt me by blaming ME for the awful things Sal did to me. You chose to believe a lying PEDOFILE over your own INNOCENT daughter. I was the victim, not the abuser, and HE was a pedophile. He told you terrible things, as I found out from a friend of YOURS who believed your lies until finding out the TRUTH. The "family" doesn't have a CLUE as to what I put up with, and yet ... NO one had the common decency to reach out to me. NOT ONE OF THEM. They ALL know what kind of daughter and person I was and still am. But I was hurt, Mom. Didn't ANYONE question WHY I had to go "NO CONTACT" with you???? I didn't want to, but I HAD TO. When I received the email saying "refusal for delivery by recipient" for DON'S birthday balloons I sent, I was at work and cried the rest of the day. Again, WHY?? That was January of 2009. We didn't speak after that, but when I saw you at Uncle Adolph's viewing later that same year, I went up to you, touched your arm and kissed your cheek. You bristled and pushed me away. I ran out crying and a couple of aunts came out after me. They KNEW. They ALL knew. THAT was the night my husband said "ENOUGH." Don had told him to keep me away from you because you were no good for me. But still I persisted. I loved you THAT much. I just wish we had fixed things. It is a terrible feeling to know that a COUSIN was there helping you when it should have been your only child, a daughter whom I once believed you really loved. How could I have been so wrong? NO one has ever hurt me this way. I am broken and will never be the same, having suffered the ultimate rejection from you AND the "family."

For this I am grateful, but that privilege was stolen from me, her daughter.

My Dearest Mom, I had to find out about your passing in the worst and most shocking way imaginable....from an online obituary. No one had the decency to reach out to me so I and your grandchildren could see you again. I will never understand that. Never. Our road was certainly not an easy one, but I have ALWAYS loved you, regardless of what you or anyone else thought. Not a day went by that I didn't think about you, my mother, missing you with every thread of my being. I don't know and probably never will know what caused the irreparable rift between us, but I DID try to reconnect with you. I even drove by your house, several times, wanting to knock on your door and talk to you. I was afraid you would push me away. Again. I will never have that chance now, and it saddens me. I had to write this because the weight is too heavy to not share it here. If anyone else should read this, know this: I loved my mother. To anyone who took care of her because I wasn't allowed to, for this I am gr

My dearest Aunt It has been a journey and I hope and pray I did you well. I’ll miss our calls, doctor appointments, visit at my mom’s , dinners, and lunch at the Folcroft Diner . It won’t be the same without you . Love you lots Ro

Aunt Elena was a warm and kind person who smile lit up any room that she entered. She will be greatly missed

Aunt Elena was a warm and kind person who's smile lit up any room that she entered. She will be greatly missed

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