My fondest memory of Christmas was when I was around 10-12 and it was at my Nana's house. All the family was present and I was lucky to be with my Nono in the kitchen cooking some type of fish. I got to clean the squid and play with the ink sacks. We had of course lots of fish but I remember this hug wooden bowl of salad that my Nono would make and put his special salad dressing on (oil, vinegar, season for taste) and ponea (bread on the side). All the grown ups of course would sit at the big table and the kids on the floor at the small table. During dinner all you would hear is the loud talking and Italian words being said throughout the amazing feast.
Its not that I miss the food or anything of that sort. I miss the family togetherness that today is not found like it was then. I understood the Italian that they spoke, loved playing games with familiy at the table, and spending time with everyone. That to me was the best time of the year. Christmas to me now is not exciting like it was when I was a kid. I dont' mean the presents and such. Just the family aspect of it. I miss the fun times with Cousins and Older generations, the talking about everything not everyone and just the sense of love in the room. Today its whose house am I going to be at and drama.
I know its reaching and am wishing on some pretty big stars when it comes to a possible reunion of everyone. There are cousins that I have never even met that have children. Uncles and Aunts I haven't seen in years and really want those in my family to bury what ever hatchet they have been hanging on too and move forward. There are not many people in the world that you can call family and I wish mine would start.
Here's to wishful thinking and a lot of dreaming.
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