
Priscilla Presley remembers her daughter, Lisa Marie Presleyon the second anniversary of his death.
“I miss you more than words can say. I wish I could hold you, talk to you, see your smile one more time,” Priscilla, 79, shared alongside a photo of Lisa Marie via Instagram on Sunday January 12. “I wish you could see how much you are still loved, how deeply missed you are by all of us who carry you in our hearts. -Mom”
Lisa-Marie died of a heart attack in January 2023. She was 53 years old. She was buried next to her son, Benzoindied by suicide in 2020, at his father Elvis Presleythe Graceland estate in Memphis, Tennessee. Elvis is also buried there.
Daughter of Lisa Marie, actress Riley Keoughalso took a moment to remember his mother on Sunday. Sharing a photo of a young Lisa Marie with her teenage daughters, Finley and Harper, 16, she wrote: “2 years ❤️I still love you.” She wrote in another photo: “I can’t believe it’s been 2 years. I miss you and love you so much mom.
Last year, Keough completed and posthumously published the memoirs Lisa Marie was working before her death. From here to the great unknown was released in October 2024.
Keough, 35, shared details about the last decade of her mother’s life in the book.
“In the years before her death, my mother, Lisa Marie Presley, began writing her memoirs. Although she tried various approaches and participated in many book interviews, she didn’t know how to write about herself. wrote in the introduction to the book. “She didn’t think she was interesting, although, of course, she was. She didn’t like talking about herself. She wasn’t safe.
Keough added: “She wasn’t sure of her value in the public eye, other than being Elvis’ daughter. She was so plagued by self-criticism that working on the book became incredibly difficult for her. I don’t think she fundamentally understood how or why her story needed to be told.
According to the Daisy Jones and the Ifx actress, Presley always had a “burning desire” to share her story.
“After getting extremely frustrated, she said to me, ‘Pookie, I don’t know how to write my book anymore. Can you write it with me?’ “, Keough recalls. “‘Of course I can,’ I said.”
She continued: “The last 10 years of her life were so hard that she could only look at everything through this lens. She thought I could have a more holistic view of her life than she did. So I agreed to help him, without thinking much about the commitment, assuming we would write it together over time. A month later, she died.