Under the Tuscan Sun

This morning I woke up under the Tuscan sun. My alarm has just buzzed, signaling it is time for a run. But I have finally gotten my first full nights of sleep in my new bed. The European shutters are open and from my room on the second floor, I can see the clouds hanging in the sky. A breeze is pushing through the open windows. Maybe I’ll just stay in bed a while longer, run a little later today.
This is when it hits me. I really am living a dream in Italy. The fan is humming, adding to the silence of the morning and reminding me of the lack of AC in the building. The full picture comes into view. I am laying in my bed in a 13th century palazzo with my windows open, where I can see the Tuscan sky from my bed. God is good! I feel so blessed in this moment. A piece of time, a photograph, just for me! Soon noise will fill the streets below with the morning bustle and it will be time for me to get up and prepare my very first class. But for now, I think I’ll just enjoy this moment. I am in Italy!