A sketch. Of me and my daughter. Sitting by the fountain in Florence.
It was signed: Luca. I smiled so hard, I cried. Life has a funny way of shaking you awake.
Sometimes, it gives you an uncomfortable plane seat, a missing suitcase, a lying partner—and still shows you freedom, friendship, and love. Sometimes, the cracks aren’t where things break… but where the light gets in. And if you’re reading this, wondering whether to take your own walk in the Italian night, here’s your sign:
Don’t wait to be invited into your own life.
Take up space. Live your trip. Even if you start in economy class… you can still arrive in first.
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