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My Nonna

They say that the eyes are the window to the soul, and for a woman of few words, my nonna sure knew what she was talking about. She could see right through you. If I was sick or sad she knew. If I was happy or mad she knew. And not a word did we have to speak, but with a simple hold of the hand and a nod of acceptance her empathy put you at ease. This intuitiveness was on full display when I was only one month pregnant. I had not yet told anyone in the family as it was too early in the pregnancy. I had just begun my bout of morning sickness when we visited my nonna's home. From the moment I entered she was continuously probing me with her eyes as if investigating. I sat beside her and only a few minutes later she clutched my hand and beamed with joy. She placed her other hand on my belly and shook her head in agreement. Unknowingly, Nonna was the first to congratulate me on my daughter to be. It is this attribute I admired and will miss most, her understanding. For synonymous of understanding include: compassionate, sympathetic, considerate, tender, kind, thoughtful, patient and forgiving. And my nonna was and is all these things and more. She was a great woman and if I turn out to be only half the woman she was that would be an honour.
Posted by Diana Boria
Tuesday February 27, 2018 at 5:50 pm
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