Florence is a magical place to live. The food & wine is plentiful. The men are passionate and romantic. However, I do not see Florence through rose colored glasses. Some days are more challenging than others, then some days are so joyous I cannot imagine ever moving. I suppose I am still trying to find the balance of living abroad.
Over the weekend, I was getting cabin fever from staring at the computer screen all day, so Antonio thought it would be a good idea to take a late night walk. We walked to Piazza Signoria and saw the Loggia lit in bright Rose colored lights. My favorite statue in the entire world is placed here, "Rape of the Sabine Woman" by Giambologna (rape = to take away, not the modern connotation as we know it). When I get tired, lonely, and frustrated I go look at this magnificent body of art. Somehow I can always put myself in this woman's position of struggle. I remember the first time I saw this in 1998, I cried at its beauty. Now, here it was lit so beautifully with rose colored highlights.
Experiences like this are constant reminders of why I am here.