I am a 51 yr. old mom of five who lost my husband last year. I spent most of the year traveling the world with my husband’s ashes, bringing him to places that he only dreamed of and would have visited if his life wasn’t cut tragically short.
The last place I brought him was to a cooking school in Tuscany. I donated an olive tree to the property and while the other students and I held hands, I put some of his ashes in the dirt of the tree. There wasn’t a dry eye among us. I am hoping his olive tree will grow huge.
I started to think maybe Italy will be the next chapter in my life. I love the people, the food, the culture and mostly the wine. I went online and found a realtor. She picked me up the next day and showed me small homes in Cortona.
I fell in love with the first home, it was on a farm and had a beautiful garden. I put in an offer that day before flying back to the US.
My family thought I was crazy and my kids were worried I lost my mind.
Though through it all and as I made arrangements for my transatlantic move, I knew it was the right choice for me.
I have been living in Tuscany for 3 months now. Just recently I took a Solo Trip to Capri and wrote about it in my blog, www.LoveCortona.com. While there I did something I feared the most.
I jumped off a cliff.
It was a leap of faith, though I believed that I have faced some of the worst fears of my life already.