Ciao Paisano!
Dear Reader:
I’m a Californian, born and bred. And, I couldn’t be prouder of that, especially since the 2016 election. But, my blood is half German and half Italian. I am clearly a reflection of the stereotypical attributes of each nationality. I’m stubborn, proud and vocal. However, I look Italian (see the nose and the hips) and, growing up, I spent more time with my mother’s side of the family, the Bartucccis.
My Nonnie, Rose Carmela Bartucci, was so dear to me. She gave me enough wonderful memories to last a lifetime. Visions, undimmed by the years, of her busy kitchen, verdant garden and expressive face. She also taught me a bit of Italian. She’d toss out the occasional word…just here and there. And, so I know a few. A few I cannot repeat!
It is not unusual for me to greet a friend with Ciao! and so it’s not surprising to find that I own the t-shirt. Yesterday, I put on a bra (one of the benefits of self-quarantine is that a bra is optional!) and took a stroll down the street to change my scenery.
At the end of the block, I heard someone yell, “Is that YOU?!”
I looked up to see my dear friend, Cathy, calling out from her upstairs window.
“Ciao!” I answered.
And so began our impromptu conversation. Cathy is one of my favorite people in the neighborhood. We bonded early over shared interests and a common view of the world. And, we’ve done our best to make time to nurture our friendship over the past year and a half, but life is busy. And, so I don’t see or talk to her as much as I would really like.
We had a fairly long conversation with many people walking by and either pretending not to hear us or chiming into the conversation. It was so satisfying to just stand in her yard and chat. The funny thing is that we actually had a visit on the calendar already. We had scheduled a FaceTime cocktail hour for the next day.
As it turned out, I spent more time with my friend this week than I have in a long time. Life continues to offer beautiful moments.
Arrivederci,
Michele
You look so stylish in that top and those pants! The confidence of an Italian! I’m just imagining you gesticulating loudly in the street! Keep on having fun; life is for living, even in lockdown. ❤️🌈❤️🌈❤️🌈
OMG…you are sweet. Wide leg black pants, red lipstick and a great pair of sunglasses go a loooooonnnnng way! As I told my daughter, they keep me looking presentable…from 6 feet away! Hope you are fitting in some fun, too. Hugs, M