Week 15: Home is Where the Heart is

This past week was exactly what I needed, my mom and dad. I went three months without laughing with my best friends. Spending time with them has always been the best time, but spending time with them in Italy made it even better. The three of us roamed the streets laughing at each other and taking in the culture. I was able to show them all of my favorite things to do in the beautiful city of Florence. They were able to live a week in my shoes, leather markets, lots of pizza and of course lots of shopping. One of the best parts about this week was it was just us being us. This past week we went to Venice, Rome, Siena and Viterabo. In each town we had an interesting experience. Whether it was birds attacking us or getting lost in beautiful cities, we still had an incredible time. This past week the three of us made countless memories, but I am finding it very hard to write about them. The most important memory I had over this week is the feeling I had when I saw their cab pull up to the hotel. Nothing out of the ordinary happened but it was a feeling I had not had in months, a feeling of warm and comfort. This feeling is impossible to describe but it is easy to imagine, think of a time where everything just fell into place. The world paused for a moment and everything was flawless. As I am sitting in bed writing this blog I am wishing I could be drinking wine with them, but hey only seventeen more days and I will be.