Voice

I first started writing directly to Nonnie, to her spirit, hoping that she would enter into a conversation with me, by coming to me in my dreams, into my thoughts, into my heart and inform me of all the things I overlooked as a child. And all the things I have forgotten as an adult. I wrote as a granddaughter.




And then I started writing to Concetta, my daughter, speaking to her as a mother, of all the things I want her to know. What I feel is important. How I want her to view our family’s past, to see her namesake.