Conclusion

I've been able to succesfully avoid writing this final blog entry for just over a month now. But it's bugging me---it's bugging me because I'm the type of person who likes to have conclusions. So tonight, I'm forcing myself to type a few concluding words...

(sigh)

Before I begin to really write my final message, let me tell you my struggle with this entry. One, the finality of it. The finality that I am not writing in Italy anymore. If my life is a book, then this is the ending of one chapter in my life. A chapter that was so amazing, I feel strongly that many people wouldn't have that much adventure in their entire life---even if they lived twice. Two, my words will fail. I can never write a blog that will capture everything that was my experience. While I accept that I cannot sum up my thoughts and feelings perfectly, it doesn't change the fact that I want too. Third and probably most importantly, is that I want so badly for my message to you---to be a powerful message. Like the ending to a fabulous movie, I want this final entry to burn in a blaze of glory.

It will never be enough though, I could re-read and re-type for weeks and not be satisfied. So I'm not going to say much, I know what I felt, saw, touched, experienced...the fact that I didn't document each one of those moments doesn't take away from me or mean that it was any less significant. So without further ado, here goes:

Going to Italy was the best decision I've ever made.

If you have an opportunity to travel-take it, if you don't-make one.

This was not written by me (I wish it had been)--it's my post-Italy philosphy:

Maybe it is time to consider living dangerously. Maybe it's time to reject the commands of power, the dictates of society and public opinion, and to stop worrying about what other people think about what you do. You have the power and ability to create your own reality — to change what isn't working and to manifest what you desire.

Signed with love,










The much improved and happier Jenny :)