Strikes and Gutters

The past week has been one of ups and downs.  Extreme highs and low low lows.
Last Thursday my mom and I went to San Francisco for my cousin Suzanne’s wedding.  If you’re following me on Instagram and Facebook you got a very small sampling of my trip including a shot of a really super tasty prosciutto cone I had courtesy of Boccalone.  I got to spend time in a city I’ve never visited before with some of my very favorite people in the whole world.  Plus, my beautiful cousin married a truly wonderful man, Austin (of the 2013 Goals Project fame!), and we are honored to officially count him as a member of our family.
When I got home very early on Monday morning, I got word that my grandma was not doing well and was probably in her final days.  At 97, she got pneumonia and was not strong enough to fight it off.  She died Monday night.
When you are almost 40 years old and your grandmother is 97 (just a few months shy of 98!), her death isn’t that much of a shock.  I assumed (hopefully wished?) that she would make it to 100, but once I knew that she had pneumonia I was realistic about how this would weaken her.  Getting the phone call from my mom on Monday night didn’t completely surprise me.  I was planning to go say my final goodbyes to her on Tuesday and she just didn’t make it.
My grandma, Concetta Latagliata Ciciarelli, had a huge impact on my life.  She was the embodiment of what I hope to be – strong and soft, pragmatic, adventurous in the kitchen, traditional, witty, fun-loving, a great wife, accomplished knitter, savvy investor, and someone who just loved her family.  I think the biggest loss in her passing is that there will be no more lessons from her.  She taught me so much and now I won’t have another opportunity to learn anything more.
So, if I’m not around the blog or social media for the next few days, and if you’re missing the 2013 Goals Project post it’s because I’m saying my final goodbyes to my dear sweet grandmother.  I’ll be back over the weekend and next week.


  1. Cousin Rhonda
    June 6, 2013 9:36 am

    She was a grand lady and my life is better because I knew her. As we leave this planet we are remembered in one of two ways. She is celebrated. You are fortunate, fortunate, indeed.

  2. Bernie Ross Zmitrovich
    June 6, 2013 10:30 am

    Your Grandma will always be with you! Take care dear cousin!

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