Monday, June 20, 2011

Far Far Away

It's times when all of my family get together and I cannot easily make the reunion that I realize just how far away I am. It's not a simple hop to see them. My father's side of the family united this past weekend for the biennial family shindig, with roots beginning before WWII, and which included just under 100 people this year. I wasn't there.

Although I decided I couldn't make the date months ago, it still stings a bit to have to miss it. There is a lot that builds up and culminates with this mega W______ gathering.

However I chose to make my life on another continent. It's an ocean and not a pond that divides me and my family, even though a famous expression begs for me to believe otherwise. Living in Italy can be exotic but comes with its sacrifices.

There will be another reunion in 2013 and maybe I can leap over the big divide of the Atlantic to make that one. Everyone will have kids that much bigger, a few more wrinkles and probably some new bambini entries.

'Til the next time, folks.

Un abbraccio

Your cousin italiana di adozione


  1. Irene,
    I bet the reunion missed you too. Yes it is hard to know that you are so far away. I hope you are having a great summer and enjoying those beautiful mountains that you climb.


  2. Hi Irene,
    We missed you too!

  3. MC, Yes I am enjoying the mountains. We have a big 3-day trek across 13 peaks scheduled in 3 weeks!
    Xana, sorry to have missed you. I hope all is well with you.