Priscilla Presley Mourns Daughter Lisa Marie on 2-Year Anniversary of Death
Priscilla Presley misses his daughter, Lisa Marie Presleyon the second day of his death.
“I miss you more than words can say. I wish I could hold you, talk to you, see your smile just once,” Priscilla, 79, shared alongside a photo of Lisa Marie on Instagram on Sunday, January 12. “I wish you could see how much you are loved, we miss you deeply and we all carry you in our hearts. -Mom”
Lisa Marie died of a heart attack in January 2023. She was 53 years old. He was placed next to his son. Benjaminwho died by suicide in 2020, from his father Elvis PresleyGraceland area in Memphis, Tennessee. Elvis is also buried there.
Daughter of Lisa Marie, actress Riley Keoughhe also took a moment to remember his mother on Sunday. Sharing a photo of young Lisa Marie with her teenage daughters, Finley and Harper, 16, she wrote, “2 years ❤️Love you always.” She captioned another photo, “I can’t believe it’s been 2 years. I miss you and I love you so much mom.”
Last year, Keough completed and posthumously released the memoir Lisa Marie was working on before her death. From Here to the Great Unknown published in October 2024.
Keough, 35, shared details about the last decade of her mother’s life in the book.
“In the years leading up to his death, my mother, Lisa Marie Presley, began writing his memoir. “Even though he tried different methods and sat for many book interviews, he couldn’t write about himself,” Keough writes in the book’s introduction. “He didn’t find himself interesting, even though he was interesting. He didn’t like to talk about himself. He was not protected.”
Keough added, “She wasn’t sure what she was worth to society other than being Elvis’ daughter. He was so critical of himself that working on this book was very difficult for him. I don’t think he fundamentally understood how or why his story should be told.”
According to the Daisy Jones & The Six, Presley had a burning desire to share his story.
“After he got really frustrated, he said to me, ‘Pookie, I don’t know how to write my book anymore.’ Can you write it with me?’” Keough recalled. “‘Yes I can,’ I said.
He continued, “The last 10 years of his life were so difficult that he was able to look back on everything through that lens. He felt that I could have a better view of his life than he did. So I agreed to help him with it, not thinking too much about the commitment, thinking that we would write it together later. A month later, he died.”