What Is Your Italy?

Once upon a time, there was a girl. She lived in an orange grove and she spent her days worrying. Worrying about the trees dying and worrying about her grandfather dying. She called him Pappy, and didn’t know why. But that was his name and she made it her job to learn all about the orange trees from him. And she decided it was her responsibility as the oldest grandchild to learn all she could about Pappy. And to help him take care of the land. She even promised him that when he was gone, she would always make sure his land was taken care of. She lied. Because she left.

Some people know what they want to be when they “grow up”. But this girl wanted to be many things. She wanted to be a veterinarian, a lawyer, a wife, a mother, a nurse, a doctor, and a writer. She wanted to be a chef and an actress and a singer. She wanted to be a piano player and a runner.  She knew though that none of those things would be possible. She didn’t know why she knew that. But she did.

This girl was me. That girl is me. So how did I end up in Italy? And what is your Italy? Let’s explore this together!

-to be continued

I wish we could do this project all on our own. But we need your support! Even groceries tomorrow? We could use help with that. And we hope we give you entertainment and enjoyment and personal growth in exchange. We hope by rebuilding this house, we rebuild each other. We would appreciate any contribution today here