In response to yesterday's post, Hero Worship ... What Not to Admire, my zia Tiziana left this comment about the silent hero ... my Nonna's kind of hero.
How true are your words. We all have heroes, and sometimes it is difficult to believe that they are only poor humans like us, with faults and weaknesses. For our Nonna, however, the true heroes were people like her parents who, even though they weren’t rich, worked hard – without running water, heat, electricity, refrigerator, washing machine, dishwasher, iron, television, etc. – and yet they were able to raise their four daughters in serenity, happiness and faith. Nonna always remembered her childhood as the happiest time of her life. She would always say, “Yes, we were poor, but how much fun we had running in the fields, talking and singing in the barn (the warmest place to gather), and we appreciated the simplest things.” Maybe the true heroes are those who silently help others and perhaps they are the only ones who can truly help God “hang the moon”.