To All the brave soldiers here and above, Thank You for your Service.
When an American says that he loves his country, he means not only that he loves the New England hills, the prairies glistening in the sun, the wide and rising plains, the great mountains, and the sea.
He means that he loves an inner air, an inner light in which freedom lives and in which a man can draw the breath of self-respect. ~Adlai Stevenson
Florence
When I was in Italy I felt like I had stepped on to the pages of my old History text books, and in to a world filled with incandescent art and incredible architecture.
Every where I looked, there were feasts of delights before my very eyes. I had to keep reminding myself that I was in Italy and I wasn’t dreaming. I had to do this several times throughout the trip, so thankfully, I have the pictures to remind me, I really was there!
I took so many pictures and I left thinking that I could take a million more and never properly convey the beauty, that is Italy.
Every experience reminded me that there is still so much magic to be found in my life, if I am paying attention. There are many more surprises and adventures to be had, right around the next corner, and I can’t wait.
I am filled with such gratitude that I have had this tremendous opportunity to fulfill one of my all time, top ten dreams. Thank you Beth!
