Welcome to ‘Married to Italy’
Big city Texan girl meets small town Italian boy. Chaos ensues.
My expat blog stories – both funny and tragic – about loving, dating, living with, and marrying an Italian man in the province of Reggio Emilia…
… with a dog.
I am a thirty-ahahencoughugh-year-old American expat, married to a wonderful man from northern Italy. We live and work together in the tiny town where he grew up, and I have been here since the summer of 2009 (married in 2012!).
While I do think that it is just lovely that there are so many positive, upbeat, starry-eyed expats out there blogging about amazing Italian food and beautiful rolling hills…
This is not one of those blogs.
Not that I intend to gripe and complain the whole time either… in fact, many people would describe me as a positive, up-beat, starry-eyed person, myself. I do , however, think it’s necessary to recount stories about the grit of daily life in a country that isn’t yours. It’s important that people know it’s not like a vacation every day.
I find that writing this blog has a therapeutically calming effect. It is one of the few tools I have at my disposal for combating frequent bouts of homesickness and daily frustrations with Italians, Italian bureaucracy, Italian customs, Italian language… and, well, Italy in general. And by the time I get all those frustrations out in writing, it’s so much easier to remember all the wonderful things I love about living here… and yes, there are more things to love about Italy than just the food and the landscape.
This blog is meant to be viewed as a step past all the glamor of moving to the rolling hills of
Tuscany Emilia (our hills are WAY better). It is meant to be a deeper investigation into the things that I’m sometimes afraid to tell my friends and family back home lest it ruin their fairy-tale image of my life.
It’s meant to be real.
Please see my page ‘Why Italy?’ for more info, thanks!
Note (and partial disclaimer):
Recently my website has been “discovered” by local, English-speaking Italians. Benvenuti! I am thrilled and excited to have local readers. All I ask is that you keep in mind the intention of this blog. If you are highly sensitive about your culture or nationalistic in any way, you may think about looking the other way. In exchange, when I vent about something that I find frustrating as a foreigner in Italy, I will always try to explain my point of view. I am not trying to change Italy. I am trying to explain it through the eyes of… well… me. That’s all! Happy reading!