It was the peek of the pandemic and we were all quarantine. The city was empty. There were no cars on the streets, no rush hour, restaurants were closed or pick up. Movie theaters we dark not a person insight. We became shuts in. What was novel at first became frightening. The news channels andContinue reading “A Window Visit”
Today was a gloomy day in Wisconsin. Freezing rain closed the schools and layered ice on everything outside. The branches on the trees looked like icicles suspended in air. The sidewalks and streets appeared to be sheets of glass. The sky was dark at day as of it was night. As an avid telecommute leaderContinue reading “Sunshine in the rain”
Eulogy of Theresa Chianelli-Santelli December 26, 1931 September 26, 2020 Mom, I didn’t know God’s plan was different from my plan, but God’s plan was by far better. I am torn between feelings of sadness and joy. This may appear antithetical, but my joy is slowly eliminating my sadness, and this is why. While MomContinue reading “Farewell Mom, I love you.”
A muse … I have been thinking about my Grandfather this week. He is my Dad’s father. He barely spoke English often switching to Italian in the middle of a sentence. Always had pay close attention to his rapid Italian speech. He was born in 1902 in Calabria Italy and came to America through EllisContinue reading “Needles, thread and a deadly war.”
This week has been home week Daniel and I shared the week with our son’s Josh, Barrett and Adler. We are a new modern family, yet instantly our space is full of love. We played games, watched movies, cooked some family meals and some fancy ones. We painted shared laughter, struggled through some sickness. WeContinue reading “99 Days of Gratitude Day 4 Home”
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I love moments when Daniel and I just sit over an espresso coffee, share conversations or be creative. It’s these lovely moments that make life amazing. We have learned a few things, so important to nurture a relationship. Just be Be real Love deeply Mutuality Silence Simple More sweet Daniel. More …
A tribute to my Uncle Joe Polentini. Rest in peace.
Saturday mornings were made for farmers markets. I was surrounded by crisp fall air, sounds of the waves crashing on the rocks from the lake and the bustle of people their dogs and cloth bags. I really wasn’t sure what to get from the farmers today. There was no recipe in mind or even aContinue reading “Started with a pickle “
It was a hot summer night last evening. The sky clearly bright with stars and the smell of clean humid almost fall-hinted air. In the distance small flashes of light scattered around the backyard which was filled with the smell of barbecue from my neighbors grill. The sweet smell of barbecue sauce on meat sparkedContinue reading “Fire fly nights”