Christmas is over.  Summer is over.   My pilgrimage to Italy is over. 2014 is almost over, there are about 14 hours left until 2015.  I began 2014 going into Providence for my Uncle's funeral.  We drove up there lamenting how much we missed Providence.  Once in Providence, we visited with my friends and relatives.  On the drive back I felt sad about the lost hopes and expectations I had beginning in Providence and lasting all the way to May 2012.  We were not going to move back to Providence anytime soon.  Gianna was not going to return to college there.  And, truth be told the weather there was brutal, a lot colder than New Jersey.  Back in NJ I settled into life as I lived it: work, family, church, friends, work, family, church, friends.  Then another drive to RI for another funeral; my father's last living brother died.  Gianna and I drove back up to RI, it was heartbreaking, but with my family and friends we got through.  Back to NJ and work, family, church, friends, work, family, church, friends.  Are you detecting a pattern here?  The end of February I got a haircut and an enormous surprise/shock; I was going to be a grandmother. As I lay in bed my prayer was, "Gee, God, can you give me a break?"  My answer, The Lord gives and takes way Blessed be the Lord.  The last week of 2014 another phone call from Providence, another funeral another drive to RI in another snow storm, this time RI isn't looking so good.  Truth be told I'm tired, worn out aging and RI is looking the same worn out, old, tired, nothing much there any more.  On the ride back to NJ I tell Felix I really think I'm done arguing about going back to RI to live. Some things just aren't meant to be.