This supposed to be just a blog post about a happy day in my own city Florence. Unfortunately after the terrible things that happened in the Center of Italy, and I am talking about the human loss and terrible disasters that hit my beautiful country caused by earthquakes, is very hard to act normal. Nothing will be the same. I feel so deeply said about this.
My Sunday also won’t be the same Sunday. When I’ll put the first steps into the church my mind will fly to “them”.
My prayers will go to all the families that lost their loved ones, their belongings and their homes.
In Italy not everybody use to dress and feel the atmosphere of this costume party, but I have the excuse that my father is NYC born, so I joined the cause with enthusiasm. Hope you all had a great time like I did!
They taught me not to fear the darkness, the wind, the rain, the storm. I was educated according to simple and effective rules: always say what I think and do what I feel; to take life as it comes, but to give my best.