

I am missing my family in Italy something awful!! These pangs hit me out of no where, and I feel so sad... So when this happens, I have to break out the old photo albums and flip through. My dad has 6 brothers and sisters. He is the oldest of them, and I am the oldest grandchild - on both sides of the family. Then my sister. Then my cousin Stefy and then sweet Angelo (and another 7 children after him!!). I am 7 years older than Angelo, but he is my angel - literally!! I would do anything for this kid (haha - not a "kid" anymore!!). Strange to feel such a connection to someone you have only met a handful of times in your life. Anyway, I found these pics and thought I would post them. The first one is the very first time I went to Italy when I was 10. Angelo was 3. He was my shadow and would not leave me alone. I adored him!! Then again in 1998 when I went to visit. And then again in 2003. Now we are planning a trip back next summer. I am beyond excited!! So this feeling of loneliness will only have to endure a little while longer, before I get to go back and be with everyone again.













