I love memories and self-created philosophy.
Once upon a time there was a young woman, and though she was intelligent, she was unsure of herself. One day the woman traveled to a far away land. Ready for adventure, she left all she knew to pursue a dream of beauty. What happened next surprised the young woman. She found herself upset. Having left those who loved her she was frustrated and angry she had gone to this new land. She had drawn strength and energy from those who loved her back home. She had to take time and reflect. She learned that the strength she was lacking could be found in a different place: inside herself. Surrounded by the beauty of the new place the young woman realized that the only person she needed to feel strong was herself. That the only person she needed was herself, and that everyone else in her life was a choice. She decided from that point on to live those choices more fully. To not just be a friend or a daughter or a lover, but to fully live each of her decisions.
When I studied in Italy, this was my story. Over a year has passed since my return, and I am still so grateful for what I learned. I am grateful for the people I met on my journey, and for all the beauty I got to see.
Love and gratitude! Vivo per me... I live for me.