There is a Place

May 22, 2022.Reading time 11 minutes.

In Florence there is a place I go to seek respite from the frenetic city, the chaos of everyday life and, above all, my noisy mind. It has become an oasis of sorts. It is a place that, simply stated, makes me feel good, whole, where for a few moments I can put all things […]

A sense of Place

April 30, 2021.Reading time 10 minutes.

Wine wasn’t always what I wanted to do and many years ago I wasn’t even aware that this could be a viable profession. However, as I quietly reflect I see how closely it is tied to my past, a past that really shaped the person that I am today and the trajectory of my life. […]

Hurried Mornings in Tuscany

June 12, 2019.Reading time 9 minutes.

The negotiations began at 6am. The alarm was set to ring at the lowest volume but somehow the tone still seemed far too jarring. I gotta get to sleep earlier, her mind grumbled. Just five more minutes. 6:05am. The alarm pierced the silence. She buried her head deeper under the covers. 6:10am. If I get […]

30 days to 33 or Living Gratitude

November 1, 2014.Reading time 2 minutes.

Today is November 1 and thus marks the beginning of my birthday month. This year I will be turning 33 (on November 30) and will have just celebrated my 3 year anniversary of being in Italy. Three seems to be the number. This year has been quite strange by many aspects. While nothing major has […]

Happy Birthday….With Love, Tuscany

March 26, 2014.Reading time 12 minutes.

My birthday this year was exceptionally simple, exceptionally memorable and exactly what I needed and wanted. My birthday is November 30 and I love that my birthday is in November. This has nothing to do with anything, I realize this. I also realize that it is now March and that I’m about to write about […]

But what is it that I want?

June 9, 2013.Reading time less than 1 minute.

Originally posted on fog up the windows:
Ever torn between my age in numbers and how I feel that I should slow down not measure my minutes for their industriousness. We’re younger than we’ve ever been before and for so much longer. That my mother, my father had to commit to life together houses together…

…Who am I again?

November 21, 2012.Reading time 5 minutes.

I can’t say I’m a student. I’m no longer an intern. I have no job. I’m not living in my home country but I wouldn’t exactly consider myself a foreigner where I am. I’m neither here nor there. I have no one physical place that I long to return to or remain in. When you’re […]

You’re an expatriate, see?

November 1, 2012.Reading time 5 minutes.

“You’re an expatriate. You’ve lost touch with the soil. You get precious. Fake European standards have ruined you. You drink yourself to death. You become obsessed by sex. You spend all your time talking, not working. You are an expatriate, see? You hang around cafés.” I first came across this quote a few years ago […]

Fast Forward…

September 5, 2012.Reading time 4 minutes.

I started this blog with the best of intentions. To post often. To write meaningful content about the things I loved, life, Italy, and whatever happened to fall in between. But then as it usually happens in life, situations arise that can pull you away from the things you love and, unfortunately, it takes so […]

Ciao World!

March 19, 2011.Reading time 4 minutes.

Start Here. Or for the abridged version skip to the last paragraph…. I’ve never been a person who things come easily to. That’s not to say I haven’t been extremely blessed in my life. I’m just not one of those people who arrives at a conclusion quickly, simply, and easily. About anything. At all. And […]

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Category: Personal Essays