I am taking a break from blogging for now. I have moved out of the house and my wife is filing for divorce, so I don’t have a lot of positive things to share. I don’t want to pollute the internet with more negativity, so I am just going to remain silent until things change.
A great blog post on learning Italian.
Originally posted on Prayers and Piazzas:
Recently I celebrated three years of officially studying Italian! And while I still feel like a baby on my language journey, I also know that linguistically, and more important, spiritually, I have come a long way.
I never planned to learn Italian, despite having grown up with a grandfather who emigrated from Southern Italy when he was a teenager, and spoke with a rich, thick accent for the 60 years that he lived here in America. Certainly I wasn’t looking to fill time. With three kids in three different schools and competitive sports in the evenings, my days — and nights — were spent primarily behind the steering wheel.
Still, one day, my husband innocently enough suggested we learn Italian before our family’s summer trip to Italy, and that little nudge sparked a passion in me which caught me completely by surprise.
In sharing this post, my intent is not to encourage you…
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