I want to talk about love. And I want to talk about loss. Because to love means you will inevitably experience loss. It is unavoidable, inescapable. A certainty. This won’t be a light read so now is the time to pick up you coffee and walk away if you are looking for a bright and …
This is a story about breathtaking beauty and devastating loss – about resilience, rebirth and the power of nature. It’s a story that proves that even in the face of seemingly insurmountable odds, life always finds a way… June 16, 2016 The morning dawns bright, breezy and warm – a perfect spring day in Umbria. …
def: expat /ɛksˈpat/ a person who lives outside their native country To be defined as an expat is to be set apart – to be considered separate from the native people of your adopted culture. It’s a word that’s meant to divide not unite. And for this reason, it’s not a label I’ve ever been …
Italians like to talk – a lot In Italy, there is no such thing as a silent ride home, walking into a quiet bar or hoping to have a moment to yourself if you’re sitting in a piazza with your morning café. It won’t happen. Well, maybe if you are in a major city like …
We put a lot of stalk in the passing of a decade. Once we reach that all-important 21st birthday milestone, we divide our lives by the tens. Look at all the Hallmark birthday cards. You won’t find one for turning 31 or 42. It’s the passing of one decade to the next that matters. Turning …
Where did Casanova hangout before a night of passion? Find out!!
Nothing changes, if nothing changes Courtney. C Stevens Change. A simple word loaded with emotion. For some of us, the thought of change is terrifying. We fear a shift from the ‘known’ to the ‘unknown’. We cling to the familiar, doing all we can to resist change, to keep things the same aka ‘normal’, comfortable. …
I have a confession to make. I have 32 pairs of shoes. Correction: I had 32 pairs of shoes. They stood like loyal soldiers on the closet floors and hung in those handy shoe storage thingies all over our house. They made my happy. More than they should have. But I gave them up. Well, …
For whom the bell tolls They toll for me. And for everyone in this amazingly well preserved hilltop town that time forgot. I had one very specific ‘must’ on my wish list when deciding where we would relocate our lives. I wanted to live where I can hear the bells ring. Where the telling of …
