I am missing my Sweet Man. He is home working, taking care of the dogs, and I am sure wishing he were here in Italy with me now.
We will do this trip together . . . . . . we will celebrate something . . . . . he just doesn't know it.
Italy is the land for lovers. . . . .
Ciao
hello again
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