The sale is a nightmare, but worst is seeing a parent that can no longer take care of himself and you have to make him give up everything that is familiar to him.
My friend had to make this choice in this past month. Once her father was moved to his new home. The home that all his memories were but no longer can remember had to be exposed to strangers.
It was sad, it was relief and yet there was a lingering regret.
Aging is but a path we all have to face. Some are lucky to the end, we remember our stages, some not so.
Today I said good bye to a home I’ve visited and shared laughter and pain. My friend is devastated but relieved. We too are on our path.
Italians have traditions imported with them where ever they settle.
One of them is piclking everything! Thank God we do not do pigs feet and tongues!
The vegetables, the tomatoes, the sauces, ect. I was happy to help, two weeks of torture with my crazy Italian family! They though it was bonding! I got to sample last year’s wine, again and again….
Next bonding wine making in October!