Dreaming of Italy

Italy holds a special place in my heart. My dad served a church mission there and fell in love with the culture and language, and named me Aria from Italy – and his love for music. I feel like my dad passed down his ties to Italy to me.

When Tommy and I visited Italy last year with my baby in my belly, the beautiful people were so warm and would shower love over me and my belly bump, and I promised my baby inside that I would take her back there someday. I know she will love it as much as I do, and as much as her Grandpa. ❤️



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