| 5/16/2005 |
SCHOOL'S OUT FOR SUMMER by Alice Cooper
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My good friend Zaida had her graduation party on Saturday. I haven't seen here in over a month. I've talked to her and she said she was getting bigger (baby due in a little over a month), but the way she made it sound she was as big as a house. I think that is pretty standard to feel from what I've heard. Yet she actually looked pretty much the same as I recall other than the fact she is 8 months along. Knowing her the way I do, I knew that she wasn't going to let pregnancy slow her down, unless she had to. Always the social butterfly, everytime someone came in she was at the door and greeting them with hugs. Even with a plate of food it took her a long time to actually eat. There was always someone new coming in that she wanted to greet and thank for coming.
My understanding of the nuances of the culture of Hispanic families is very limited. From a general stand point I know that they are typically very close-knit. Strong family bonds. It was intersting to see this play out when a member of someone's family would arrive and greet all the aunt, mothers, and grandmothers by kissing each and every one of them on the cheek. It was very My Big Fat Greek Wedding. I imagined the amount of chapstick needed for such an event like Thanksgiving or Christmas.
The graduation party also gave me a chance to see my former co-workers from the Hotline. Nothing against the people I work with now, but I don't have the same closeness with them as I did/do these people. When we saw each other, after a brief explination of what I am up to now it was like old times. Laughing, gossiping, and recounting various tales. Good times. It's almost been a year since I've seen some of these people and it's nice to know that not much has changed.
I was actually quite sad leaving. Mainly becuase of how things have changed and how much those people were a part of my life. That goes for quite a few people, even those that I didn't work with. I really terribly miss a lot of people that I don't see or talk to every day like I used to do. It's no one's fault but my own, really. Yet, I can still be sad for what has been lost. |
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I posted this @ 5/16/2005 01:36:00 AM.............Need a link?..........
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