There are nights when I wake up in the wee hours and can’t fall back to sleep. I’m sure you now what I mean. Of course, the first thing that happens in the middle of the night when everyone else is sleeping, is to think about bills that aren’t paid, projects that aren’t complete and every other negative thing that might be going on. I fret for a minute or two and then remember that I have found a sure fire way to calm down and fall asleep-I begin to think about Italy!
Yes, I lie there and try to think of times when I was in Italy, walking around in a city, mesmerized by the beauty that surrounded me. I visualize my apartment in Arezzo and how I would leave late every afternoon (even though it was winter and drizzly and cold) and stroll around town with the rest of the cittadini (citizens) and admire the town, its buildings, its people. I see J. and I driving through fields of green, past drives lined with cypress trees. I envision walking past buildings that have been there for centuries and marveling over the amazing art that is in just about every church I’ve ever visited. I savor these thoughts and sure enough, I slowly drift back to sleep.
I am grateful for every moment that I have spent in Italy and when I think I can’t stand it anymore-that I am here and not there- I will close my eyes and conjure up one of the many “once in a lifetime moments” that I have had there.
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