Climbing Mt. Vesuvius and the stone steps of Ravello taught me powerful lessons about perspective, resilience, and personal growth. In this post, I reflect on how effort leads to clarity—and why the view is always worth the climb.
I didn’t expect grief to show up like this.
On March 28, my 95-year-old grandmother passed away peacefully in her sleep. While living, she made her wishes crystal clear: no viewing, no service, no fuss. She pre-arranged everything—down to writing her own obituary and even showing me the dress she wanted to be buried in during one of my visits.
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