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Some in My family

Since the beginning I have always written about my family in my blog. They are what is most important to me! I have had a rich life because my family identity is that of being immigrants from Portugal. Every family as a collective has an identity....immigrants, politicians, civil servants, italian, portuguese, greek etc. Sunday we visited my cousin who is very ill. She received a phone call from her son who was at a baptism in New Jersey. He was the godfather of the baby. He told his mother who just finished chemotherapy and will be doing more chemotherapy in two weeks that the party was not the same without her. She was the glue of the family, the enthusiastic one who gathered everyone for the usual pictures or told the funny stories etc. She is the life of the party. My grandmother left her job to raise nine grandchildren and countless other children of Portuguese immigrants in Norwood so that they could work and make money. She did this for free for everyone, even if they were not her grandchildren. She is precious to me just like the rest of my family. SACRED. They know me best. We have lost in our family our share of lives of the parties....Tony, Sue.... too early... ..So I will keep practicing those photos of my 6 month old nephew and my 47 year old cousin and my 94 year old grandmother and everyone in between. And I will write about them in my blog. And I will cherish every moment.