I had never doubted my feelings for him nor his towards me. But I would not go so far as to say our relationship is a dream with roses and happiness all the time. After all, a relationship is about growing and changing with someone and like many changes, it’s hard and often scary. But the highs are high and the lows are just average, never so drastic as to make me waver or question the relationship.
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Morning Seaside Walk in Nervi
1 January 2014
In Italy, it is tradition to wear something red for New Years and of course, in the old days, you would toss something old out the window. Apparently, people started to throw out tv or VCR, causing many deaths outside so there is no more throwing out of the window.
I didn’t have anything to throw out that is old and useless unless I consider throwing out my job. But I didn’t really waking up thinking about my job, which I think is a good thing, considering how much I dread going back.
My boyfriend suggested going to the passeggiata a mare, which he told me is very beautiful. A passeggiata is the Italian word for promenade. Do you think they call a prom, shortened from promenade, a pass, shortened form of passeggiata?
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Visiting Nonna (and Nonno’s) Courtship
29 December 2013
After a dream filled sleep, I woke up with a bucketful of writing inspiration. The rain clouds were rolling out and the sun was finally casting a spotlight over Bogliasco, its beauty vast and splendid.
I have always found northern Italy to be one of the most beautiful regions of Italy.
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