Other dreams, other suns

This post from my old Transfiguring Mirror blog is the way our life changed, taking us to Italy:

I should confess here that I’ve started another blog. It was an innocent endeavor originally, but it’s somehow suddenly taken over our life . . . And now we have just bought one-way tickets to Italy. We leave March 26.

How DID this happen? We’re not quite sure ourselves. Or, as Joseph Smith put it, “I don’t blame any one for not believing my history. If I had not experienced what I have, I would not have believed it myself.” We’ve been telling our friends and family for a couple of years now that we’re planning to move to Italy.… Read more

In the Beginning

We did not know we would end up in Italy. In fact, we have not ended up there yet. But we know we will. Providence, as the saying goes, has shifted. The first time I remember being fascinated with Europe was when I was sixteen or seventeen, before I went away to college. I’d always loved poetry, and it probably came from picturing the cliffs of England, standing “glimmering and vast,” or Byron living with the romantics in Italy. I planned my trip to all the great cities of Europe with Frommers guides checked out from the library. I had only two problems.… Read more