Today is my Nonna’s birthday. This is a photo of her one year ago. Her shirt says: Never underestimate the power of a woman.
About a minute before this photo was taken, Nonna blew out the candles on her cake. Before that, I took a video of her patiently waiting for us to gather our cell phones, arrange ourselves, talk about cats…really, just be the messy family that we can be…and she just smiled and watched and waited. Oozing patience like she was always so capable of doing.
It has been two and a half months since her passing. Not a day goes by that I don’t think of her…that I don’t feel her flutter in my heart.
This day…the flutter in my heart is moving around all the broken pieces. But the sun is out and it’s easy to let the golden leaves remind that she is the light, the love, the birthday girl.