Dear Reader,
My Mom fulfilled a promise to me! Throughout our lives many promises are made and sometimes they are kept and sometimes they are not. It is a difficult concept to understand why things do not work out the way we wish. When promises are not kept by others, it is natural to feel hurt. However, when they are fulfilled it is quite magical. Throughout my childhood I had a mixture of promises that were not kept to me. I have found it a hard lesson to forgive and understand that there is a reason why things worked out the way they do. On my recent trip to Italy, I experienced a beautiful moment when I realized that my Mom kept a long time promise to me. We finally made it to Italy together.
My Mom had a big heart and created a lot of beauty in this world. For years she promised me that we would travel to Europe together. Unfortunately, it never worked out. There was a trip I was uninvited to and other times where my Mom’s anxieties and fears prevented her from joining me on trips.
In June I booked my travel for this trip to Italy and swear my Mom guided me to choose Florence and Cinque Terre. Having already been to Italy several times, I was considering other countries but my inner voice drew me back to Italy. I booked my travel and in August I boarded a plane.
My first night in Florence it hit me. I was wandering through the piazza and felt my Mom with me. I realized in that moment that she kept her promise to me. We finally took a trip together. My Mom was so proud of her Italian heritage and always talked about going back to Italy and here we were doing it together.
It was an amazing time and the best part is she could do everything with me. She climbed the hills of Cinque Terre with me now that she no longer has a fear of heights, swam with me in the Mediterranean because she is released from her fear of water, and guided me to choose the perfect t shirt for her grandson in Tuscany. However, I do believe my Grandma accompanied me when I went shopping for myself. My Grandma was a shopper like me. Mom , on the other hand, would excuse herself and tell me to meet her later.
Promises kept are beautiful and I experienced it first hand on this trip. It is a skill to open our hearts to these possibilities. Yes, I would of loved to have wandered through Florence and read books on the beaches of Cinque Terre with my Mom but the universe has different plans for us. The plan it has so far is very beautiful. It was trip where I explored and relaxed and my Mom was able to fulfill a long time promise. A promise kept is also a sign of love. Regardless of how big or small a promise is, there is always love behind it. Love is an energy that ties us together and never fades away.
Love Always,
Kristina Lucia xoxo