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The Adventure Morphs.. Sarge56 leaving Italy

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After four weeks here, I am going home.

I am not disappointed. Neither am I depressed, dejected, deflated, nor despondent.

I am resigned. The dream is not over- it just has morphed into a more manageable (emotionally) dream. One that cannot be taken in a whole chunk, but must be pieced out, as is a good cheesecake. :)

After all my hard work the last four years; trials and tribulations; two steps forward and one step back; frustration; paperwork; tears and exultations.. I was sure this was my penultimate dream.

Alas, I cannot remove the image of saying good-bye to my 3-1/2-year-old grandson; his sweet face and cherry-red cheeks; and his complete lack of understanding as to why I was crying and hugging him extra tight. He surely thought he’d be seeing me next week or so.

After four of my grandkids Skyped on my birthday, I realized it just wouldn’t do. As much as it is, and always will be, my beloved Rome, my beloved Italy… it cannot compare to holding my granddaughter on my lap as she reads to me the new book I just brought her; the baking cookies, trips to the aquarium, shoe shopping; the laughter and giggles and looks on their faces when they ask, “What’s for dinner?” and I reply, “Hippopotamus feet and bicycle seats.”

I have decided I need the field trips and school plays; visits to the zoo and birthday cookouts. There will be time enough for Rome, and Italy, in longer stays. I will look toward getting some consulting work, so that I can take four weeks at a time once or twice a year. This will have to do. And I think it will.

I feel a bit like Dorothy Gale. I went looking for Oz, but when I found it (and, coincidentally- when the monkeys started tearing out my stuffing!), all I could think of was Auntie Em.

So, now I will be spending the remainder of this 4-week “trip” sucking in what I can, to hold in my memory until I return. And I will return. I like to think Italy needs me as much as I need her. But I know my grandkids do (especially the two who were recently abandoned by their mother [another story, another day]). This is right for all of us. And I am happy. And I hope you all will be happy for me, too.

(With sincere apologies to those who were living vicariously through me…) ;)

I did get a lot in on this “trip” and promise to write a trip report in the next couple weeks, with hundreds of pictures to post too.

Thank you, so much, to all of you who cheered me on and supported me in this dream. And to those of you who still support me, knowing that I know what is right for me. And finally, to those still chasing the dream and those living their dreams. I smile when I think of the good friends I’ve found at Fodors.

Grazie mille!

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