Sitting at the kitchen table with my legs folded under me, music streaming from the laptop, a candle burning beside me, the setting sun reflecting in the sheer layer of snow in the garden.
I asked my friend if she is happy, and after assuring me of her happiness she returned the question. Am I happy?
Oh yes I am.
Even though we have entered November, I feel strangely serene. No sign of my usual autumnal melancholy, no feeling of desperation or hopelessness. I have never been this happy and calm in November before. It’s three months since I came back from Italy, and I still haven’t begun to plan a next trip. I know I will return, but for now it feels okay not to know when.
I know I will return, and I know my bel paese waits patiently for me. That is all I need to know.
I feel that way too.
it’s nice to know we’re alike – again!
I love your photo. It is a good feeling to know in your heart that yes, you will return to Italy.