Memories of childhood.

 The profound sense of liberation, the deep sense of connection, the profound sense of existence, and the unbridled joy of life. Unconditional love, embracing your authenticity, and acceptance. The love that you treasure - the warm hugs, the tender squeezes, the snug cuddles, the enchanting bedtime stories. The contagious laughter, the unbridled joy. The freedom of sailing and living on the water, the freedom of embracing your true self, of being heard and seen, and being treated as a precious gem that can never be recaptured. Never being judged, always being heard, respecting those who respect you, and always venturing into a world to create and innovate, knowing that knowledge can come in. Breathtaking summers with Nana and Papa. Looking forward to soaring on the plane to visit them in Italy and to see my babies. Watching their patients come and go. Learning to thrive in two different worlds and still remain true to myself. Learning to uncover the wisdom in the stories that the old ones shared with me. The magical fairies that lived in the grapevines. The gnomes that lived by the cows. Being able to play hopscotch on the cobblestones. I lived the most incredible life ever just by being me.