4/13/2011

Home is where my heart is

Back in the US, always with that nagging feeling of ambiguity. This is home as in where my house is, but it's not where I love to be the most. Isn't that what a home is all about, a place where you feel like you belong, always?

My family is Italian, my blood is filled with the scents and impressions of beautiful Toscana.

And at the same time I know I'll get over it in a day or two and feel at home here as well. It's just the hours in between that kill me every time.

Love, amore,
S

4 comments:

  1. You're so full of love.
    I love that.

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  2. You are one of my favorite bloggers, because your posts are so full of love and sincerity. I love it! xx

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  3. Nice blog, nice words.
    You are full of LOVE.

    R http://desdemi-ventana.blogspot.com/

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