Three amazing, wonderful months filled with meetings to the left of Nonna’s house. That was our place. I still couldn’t believe we had an ‘our place’. That sounded like something that might be real. We usually sat there, just talking about everything and nothing all at onc...
I stepped into the emergency room area and felt assaulted by the abundance of noise and activity. In my mind, when a loved one was injured and laying in a hospital, it should be quiet, somber, and respectful. I stood at the counter, waiting to be acknowledged, willing ...
