Today I am grateful for Italy. It’s art, language, people, food, culture, music, colors, history – everything, tutto. Attending a lecture tonight at the Getty about Florence and the Dawn of the Renaissance reminded me of this. My love affair with Italy started in college when I took the language on a whim, continued and intensified when I studied abroad in Siena towards the end of my time at UCSB, and has never waned since. I knew the first time I left there, as the tears streamed down my face while I watched the scenery become smaller and smaller from that tiny airplane window, that it had grabbed me for life….and for that I am grateful.
I'm 42, a remarried mom of an 8 year old girl and a toddler son, a teacher, and a writer. People tell me I tend to be brutally honest and ...tell it like it is, so I had hoped to use this outlet to keep me sane while I got used to my new life as a stay-at-home Mom back when I was home with my daughter....it worked. And it's been therapeutic through the end of a marriage and the emergence of me...View all of Joy's posts.