Posso Aiutarmi: Confessions of a Travelling Nana
The title of this post comes from an anecdote I told my granddaughter in the back seat of the car, on a day trip from Rome to three different hilltop towns in Lazio. An anecdote that made her laugh until she cried — at my expense! — and also helped me reframe some negative thinking. Click through to find out more.
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