Sunday, December 26, 2010
End of an Era
I've gotten to the point in my expat life that I can not be in one place without missing the ways and people of the other. My little cross to bear in a pretty damn good life.
This year was a little different. The joy of being home with my family wasn't quite enough to cover the loss that occurred back home in Rio de Janeiro.
The Great Grandmother, who I wrote about here, lost her battle with life. Maybe, it was more like life lost it's battle with her. Regardless, she lived this life with flair and a wisdom of a woman experienced with many things none of us young folk could understand. I hope that when I go, I will have managed half the life she did.
Anyway, we lost her last week and my poor husband didn't get to go to her funeral. We skyped his parents on Christmas eve. The celebrating in my parents house was loud but the lack of celebrating in theirs was louder.
I wish he could have been there, that all of could have come and been a support. At the same time, I am glad my children had a Christmas of joy and that Mr. Rant's family didn't have to put a fake smile on for the kids. Because, let's be honest, the first Christmas after is... well, it's just that. The first Christmas after.
This goes 100 x more in this case, as the Great Grandmother was the Godfather of the family. She ruled Christmas like Queen Elizabeth does Prince Charles. Every year we celebrated the sacred Christmas Eve night at her place.
Not this Christmas, and I doubt think we will again. After years and years of that tradition, I'm guessing thing will now shift. At the very least, we will all be together and we'll do what families do best, create new ones.
But one thing will never change:
We MISS you Vovo Nice! We will always miss you!