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When Your Heart Finds Its Home - The Journey Continues - cover

When Your Heart Finds Its Home - The Journey Continues

Ilene Modica, Gary Modica

Publisher: Publishdrive

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Summary

The pandemic hindered but didn’t deter this couple from fulfilling their dream. This book is the encapsulation of that dream and a guide for those searching for something more. Whatever you may feel is missing in your life, a bit of soul searching—and travel—may help you find it.
 
This was their experience, and they knew it the moment they left Italy after their first trip to the “Old Country.”  They made a commitment then to return, not as visitors, but as Italian citizens.
 
This travel memoir can stand alone, but is the continuation of Our Italian Journey, which concluded with Gary and Ilene’s return to Arizona after a year of traveling through Italy searching for their “perfect Italian town.” Did they find it?
 
Home is wherever we feel settled and at peace, and if we’re lucky, home can bring forth a new life, full of possibilities. These possibilities came to fruition for Gary and Ilene in their perfect Italian town. A home is a feeling – not a place. They invite you to join them on the final chapter of this quest.
Available since: 10/25/2022.
Print length: 272 pages.

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