Watching a small child look up from her dinner plate, covered in tomato sauce and grinning from ear to ear could only be topped by hearing her say, “Aunt Susie, you make the best biss-ghetteeee and meatbulls I have ever eaten.” My heart swelled with joy while Brenda and the girls ate a good meal before they headed back to the high desert, my face draped with an ear-to-ear grin. Their mother, The Beautiful Girl, that Robert had married some years earlier, was gracious and kind to allow this special visit and I was incredibly grateful for her generosity in sharing them with us for an entire weekend. Thankfully, the weather had held in the valley which allowed us to swim and play in the pool, work in the garden and take a walk over to Jo’s house so she could meet my little darling angels. Naturally, Jo was taken by them right away, and her heart too, swelled with joy from simply listening to them carry on and ask their curious questions and watch them listen intently to the answers. Jo fell in love with Snowflake and Cricket and spent several hours visiting with us as she gave the girls a tour of her own exquisite formal rose garden and citrus tree groves, exotic plant beds, immaculate vegetable garden and flower beds. Jo gathered flowers for the girls and gave them both a fresh orange to eat. But time was fleeting, as reality was pushing me back down to earth.
We stood in the middle of Napa Street watching hands and arms flailing out of the windows as the dark blue car drove up to Encino, and then turned left out of our view. Both Jo and Kurt held my hands as the tears poured down my face in joy and sorrow. How could anyone feel both emotions so deeply, in harmony, with such agony, yet such bliss? A true dichotomy that depicted the human spirit in all its glory marched and stomped all over my heart, leaving me spent, but yearning for moreAbout Me
- Susie Rosso Wolf
- Born into the Michael and Rosann Rosso family, I was blessed to be the last of four children. My oldest brother, Big Mike Rosso, was a professional Fender Bass player. My sister, Sharifah Rosso has a tremendous background in music and plays classical music so beautifully. My brother Danial King Rosso, played violin and was an amazing tenor. So, I grew up in a home that promoted the idea of the arts while paintings hug on walls, sketching, painting and writing were promoted and the thought of being creative was practically the golden rule. After highschool, I spent a little time in Junior College but was terrible at math so I walk away. Thanks to my sister, Sharifah Rosso, I spent some time at CalArts in Valencia California. At CalArts I was a student in the School of Music. One of the conditions of being a new student at CalArts back in the 1970's was that all new students were expected to take an introduction course about art. Well, it was in the film room where they played movies about the life of an artist that I fell in love with art. William de Kooning, Vincent Van goph, and Picasso are my top three favorite artists that inspire me to paint my own voice.
Hi Susie, my friend! I'm going to send you some info. on women publishers. Be watching for it via email, in the next couple of days,
ReplyDeleteI just about have my poetry ready for the publishers. I'm looking into a couple of them, Poetry is different than both fiction and nofiction. I also have a children's book being illustrated.
I'm glad we are friends!