Sounds like my Grandpa....grew up with his wine and cured meats like coppa and proscuitto. My respects
thank you, today was very hard, i was a pallbearer.
and the youngest grandchild, well aside from the two 3-6 year olds boys but they didnt really understand, so basically iw as youngest oldest grandchild and i couldnt stop balling my eyes out, it was very hard, and i felt like everyone was starring at me, but like , with a look of utter sadness, to see how hard i am taking it.
My nonno was like a father to me, as mine has never truly been in my life
Italian families are very VERY close
And it seems, that im growing up really quick, my zio (uncle) just died, and my best friends mom died of cancer recently, now my Nonno, and im just not ready to say goodbye to these types of people in my life.
I realize its a life thing, but I really wanted my Nonno to see my get married, and walk me down the aisle....
and now my dream is crushed.
I've spent , most of my life at my nonno and nonnas house... and i just so overwhelmed, I startmy new job tomorrow and it just seems like a boulder at been put inmy path, and i cant walk around it, i cant move it, i have to deal with it.
just very sad today ....i dunno , hard to explain feelings, sorry for being a debbie downer folks. lol