Thursday, February 18

In Firenze,

the air is fresh from rainfall the night before, the sun is bright from behind the beautifully ominous clouds, and as I stroll through the streets in no particular hurry, I cannot help but smile at the joy I have found in living here. It is merely four months, so it is imperative to embrace all opportunities, avoid backward glances and live in the moment instead of letting the future get in the way. I constantly think about the day when the people who know and love me most will walk these same streets with me and truly understand the indescribable beauty that is Florence.
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  1. lbrouth21 February, 2010 23:32

    we can NOT wait either!!!

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  2. Anonymous28 February, 2010 19:05

    I wish I could not wait! Unfortunately, I will have to wait - but that does NOT mean they love you more than I do.

    Mar, I could not be happier for you, and I can tell that you "got it" the minute you got there. You go girl!!!!

    p.s. eat lots of pasta, gelato and bread for me. Also, maybe just a tinsy weensy bit if Chianti.....

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