My first love, Italy...

I saw this gorgeous series,
and it left me
slightly broken hearted.

Broken hearted for the piece of me
that I'm afraid
I might have grown past.

The bright portion of myself
that laughed her way through adventure,
hopefully anticipated the day ahead,
and jumped boldly into newness.

I'm ready to get back to my old self.
My better self.
My self that I found in Italy.

With so much change on the horizon,
I can't help but anticipate
the newness of the days ahead!

*photos courtesy of Reverie Daydream. A perfect blog & store that I am so happy to have found.