Family

I have been leading up to this blog about my mother.  How does one write about one's mother?  Especially when she is a complex character of mythical proportions!  Especially when her death is still fresh on my mind.  An old Sicilian saying comes to mind: "La ferita e sempre fresca." [...]

My Zia Tanina was a very special person.  When we went to Sicily, as long as Nonna was alive, we stayed at Nonna's house.  However, after Nonna died, we stayed with Zia Tanina.  That is how it worked out for all family members living outside of Sicily!  Of mom's 10 [...]