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| Tuesday, May 24, 2005 |
| The Last of the Firsts |
Well, it's finally over.
This past Sunday was my father's 53rd birthday and also, the year anniversary of my grandmother passing away. So the firsts are finally over. The first Thanksgiving without her. The first Christmas, the first Easter, the first birthday, the first Mother's Day.
I went home to Rhode Island for a memorial mass my grandfather set up for her at his church. It was tough, I'm not going to lie. She was the first grandparent to pass away, which is mildly unheard of for how old I am. I miss her every day. Every time I look down at her engagement ring that has been living on my right ringfinger since my aunt gave it to me on Thanksgiving.
Grandma Rossi was an amazing woman. Smart. Funny. The most caring soul I've ever met. Clearly I am still going to think of her daily, but now that the firsts are over, I'm hoping the memories won't bring quite so many tears with them. |
posted by FINY @ Tuesday, May 24, 2005   |
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