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The Difference...
Normally, by this time, I would be buried in dozens of eggs, pounds & pounds of sugar and flour, yeast, different kinds of cheeses, italian meats, fruit......and alcohol. ...spewing all kinds of crazy stories.
Since Dad got sick, our holidays have been "different" to say the least.
We havent done anything big. No more big dinners, no more guests, no cooking or baking, no big preparations.
We have kept everything as low key as possible.
He just isnt ready for the craziness yet.
But honestly - I miss it. Things just seem weird in many ways.
I guess things change in life - so do people. Some changes are good, some are not so good. Personally, I dont like change all that much. It upsets my balance - especially if its a change Im not happy with.
And as far as people go - hell, I cant figure them out. My great-grandmother used to say in Italian "dont expect anything from anyone and you will NEVER be disappointed".....its sounded prettier in Italian - but the statement is very true.
Im the type of person who goes over-board in many ways - leaves me VERY disappointed in people's actions.
I guess I do expect certain things from people - a little appreciation, respect, graciousness, maybe offer a little help when needed, common courtesy and decency...but its no more than I put out there myself.
Since my Dad got sick, I have seen people's true colors more than I care to admit - and I think its very possible that I may expect too much from people.
March 21, 2008 06:41 AM
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You sound down pumpkin, here's a virtual hug. But really, don't things in general sound better in Italian? lol.
Posted by: ME at March 21, 2008 08:12 AM
OMG! This sounds soooo very much like me!
Posted by: mommiebear2 at March 21, 2008 09:02 AM
I hate change too. I hope you have a beautiful Easter, even if it's not everything you're used to.
Posted by: coffee slut at March 21, 2008 06:07 PM
I've know, I feel almost homeless :0(
Posted by: T at March 21, 2008 08:16 PM
I know what you mean. Changes suck. They make me feel insecure and worried. My MIL is too sick to even go out to a restaurant for Easter dinner this year. It doesn't sound good. She has been the backbone of the family for many years. It's just not good.
Posted by: Margaret at March 21, 2008 11:11 PM
(((HUGS)))
I think I would have loved to have met your great-grandmother - sounds very wise.
I wish your dad was feeling better, and things were "normal". I understand not liking change, I drag my feet with the best of them. Hang in there!
Posted by: Fantastagirl at March 21, 2008 11:24 PM
I remember it well and goodness changes to family traditions......just doesn't feel right, does it? Here's a big ol' hug for you.
Posted by: ZOOTS MOM at March 22, 2008 06:38 PM
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