Happy Forth of July
I've never fully felt like an American, but on this forth of July I think I'm closer than ever before. I still love Italy and I'm proud of my heritage, but more and more that all feels like a lost part of me. Now I can say that this is where I want to be and this is where I have my future. A few month ago I still thought I would go back to Toscana when I'm older, and that I would live my life closer to my roots. Now I don't. I have been reborn as a different person, and even though I'm still trying to get over the chock and figure it all out, today I can without second thoughts call myself a proud American.