The reason I'm here in Italy today started because of love. Sometimes it can be easy to lose sight of that in day-to-day routine or amidst the frustrations of living in a foreign country. May this post serve as a reminder to everyone, and especially those who crossed oceans for amore, about how vital it is to take a moment to realize how lucky we are. We are the lucky ones. How many love stories must exist around the world where the chance to live a life together is just not possible? Whether it's because of geographical or ideological barriers, even if one couple cannot be together, that is already two people too many. So everytime you get to hug your significant other or hold hands as you stroll the streets, hold on one second longer and remember that this is a true blessing.
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(I suggest "Italian Men" or "wine" but that's just me!) Curator:Jasmine is a former pharmacist turned writer and wine drinker from Alberta, Canada living "the sweet life" in Bergamo, Italy.
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