If nothing is going well, call your Grandmother – Italian Proverb
October 1st was my Nana’s birthday. She would have been 92 this year but passed away in January 2017. She was Irish rather than Italian, but the proverb fits. I tried to post on her birthday but it’s difficult to find words to express what she meant to me and how much I miss her presence in my life. In my life, she was always present, even across the miles. She was a cheerleader, a confidante, a drill sergeant, and a comforter. She was matter of fact and blunt at times, but .