From Miami to Milan

From the outside perspective, I was living the “American Dream.” After moving to Miami, I was working with my dream company, signed the lease to my first “big girl” apartment all to myself, and spent my weekends lying on the beach. It was honestly all such a blessing from the beginning. 

After just a couple of fun months living what I thought was my dream, my savings started to dwindle, my days felt too long, and my evenings passed by too fast; The “American Dream” started to become a reality. I would teach a private Pilates lesson in the morning and rush home to get ready, only to head straight to my full-time “9-5” job. Following work, I would hurry to the Pilates studio to teach an evening group class. Just when it felt like my day was over, I finished the night working overtime. Eat, sleep, rest, repeat; Although I was always busy, I came home feeling unfulfilled. Even working 5 jobs at once, I was still struggling to make ends meet. I genuinely enjoyed all of my commitments independently, but I didn’t love my life as a whole. I was craving something new already… I was craving more flavor, more spice. I needed the juicy taste of culture. I was searching for my next “Eat, Pray, Love” journey in life.

Halfway through my lease, I decided Milan was my next move. It honestly all felt too soon and happened so fast, but a divine opportunity was presented that I had to accept. I left my job, sold all of my furniture, and booked a one-way flight to Rome, my first stop.

It’s officially been a full month of living in Italy already, and this is the birth of The Benessere Blog.