Priscilla Presley is remembering her daughter, Lisa Marie Presley, on the second anniversary of her death.
“I miss you more than words can say. I wish I could hold you, talk to you, see your smile just 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 you are missed by all of us who carry you in our hearts. -Mom”
Lisa Marie died of a heart attack in January 2023. She was 53. She was laid to rest next to her son, Benjamin, who died by suicide in 2020, at her father Elvis Presley’s Graceland estate in Memphis, Tennessee. Elvis is also buried there.
Lisa Marie’s daughter, actress Riley Keough, also took a moment to remember her mom on Sunday. Sharing a picture of a young Lisa Marie with her teenage daughters, Finley and Harper, 16, she wrote, “2 years ❤️I love you always.” She wrote over another photo, “I can’t believe it’s been 2 years. I miss and love you so much mama.”
Last year, Keough finished and posthumously released the memoir Lisa Marie was working on before her death. From Here to the Great Unknown was published in October 2024.
Keough, 35, shared details about the last decade of her mom’s life in the book.
“In the years before she died, my mother, Lisa Marie Presley, began writing her memoir. Though she tried various approaches and sat for many book interviews, she couldn’t figure out how to write about herself,” Keough wrote in the book’s introduction. “She didn’t find herself interesting, even though, of course, she was. She didn’t like talking about herself. She was insecure.”
Keough added, “She wasn’t sure what her value to the public was other than being Elvis’s daughter. She was so wracked with self-criticism that working on the book became incredibly difficult for her. I don’t think she fundamentally understood how or why her story should be told.”
According to the Daisy Jones & The Six actress, Presley still had a “burning desire” to share her story.
“After she’d grown exceedingly frustrated, she said to me, ‘Pookie, I don’t know how to write my book anymore. Can you write it with me?’” Keough recalled. “‘Of course I can,’ I said.”
She continued, “The last 10 years of her life had been so brutally hard that she was only able to look back on everything through that lens. She felt I could have a more holistic view of her life than she could. So I agreed to help her with it, not thinking much of the commitment, assuming we would write it together over time. A month later, she died.”
