How things were going in Italy–
The heat, the workload
The limited energy for creative endeavors
I sounded a little worried I suppose
He put his arm around my shoulders and said,
“She knows the score
She knows gratitude is where it’s at
She may not know how to say ‘Be here now‘ in Italian
But she knows how to recover herself…
Like noticing one of the nonnas with a mysterious half-smile
Which then reminds her of her granny
And –ping!–a blissful smile blooms on Leena’s face
And the nonna beams back to her, Sempre avanti, carissima!”