Who remembers getting up on Sunday dressing up going to church than to you Grandparent’s house for dinner every Sunday. Some Sunday’s we got lucky and Grandpop took us to Staten Island instead to have the true Italian lunch that would last for hours, and everyone drank the homemade wine there.

Now to today, I woke up took my daughter to basketball, stopped at my Mom’s to deliver Girl Scout cookies ,she wasn’t home but my son and his girlfriend came home so I saw one of my children. Ran errands and came home luckily my oldest came over with girlfriend. I stilled managed to see all 4 children today but it is not the same everything is always so rushed.

I never made it to church and family day is gone. I really tried to keep Sunday family day together but we have so much going on it is almost impossible. I hate to see how different this will be in another twenty years.