Saturday Piramide Cestia
Saturday morning we celebrated the funeral of one of my distant aunt octogenarian.
I went to continue to rebuild the pieces of my history, my family. Rebuilding bonds or the basis for new friends. Make peace with my story or at least throw a stone in that direction. The act of forgiveness for me is the throw a spoonful of earth in the grave, along with some petals flowers. Not that I had nothing to forgive this aunt, who hardly knew, but anyway we all have something to leave behind tied to our parents and their relatives that they are also ours.
The funeral was held in the Protestant Cemetery in Rome in the garden of the Pyramid Cestia . It 's a very beautiful place, ideal for a stroll in search of peace. There are the graves of the English poets Keats and Shelley, the son of Goehte, Gramsci, and others. Walking read names on tombstones, women with exotic names, became Italian, and you imagine their story, their journey, their discovery of Italy, their choice to be buried in Rome.
Basically you get to Chapel. That day there was a woman to celebrate the function, because my aunt was English. A ceremony in English and Italian, for a few close and a cat, which was placed on the legs of my cousin and then followed the procession to the grave.
Then we all went to lunch by Fortunato al Pantheon , according to the wills of the dead. The family of Italian and English, represented by his brother and ninety-two of his sons, Paul and Charles.
I was sitting next to Charles, who ordered the osso buco and then I had the tact to speak of mad cow disease ( crazy caw ). This seems an English lord Charles. I do not know if it's lord, He lives in the country, has seven children, horses, pigs and cats, and on top of his thoughts are the horses. He asked everyone what they did in life, and when I asked him why his wife was in Australia, is becoming quite red, laughed and replied that he was with her boyfriend (it was a joke).
Eventually, greeting the old man made us promise to visit them in England . Who knows. Now there's a dog's balls to be taken, for those interested.
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