Who am I? Who will I be? How will I live and which things will I prefer? Peanut butter or pasta? Coffee or
caffè? A bagel or
la michetta? Dinner at 6 p.m. or dinner at 9 p.m.? Out of the house at 18 or out of the house at 28+? Football or soccer? English or Italiano? Grandmas who kick a soccer ball around with me or
nonne who dote on me and ply me with lasagna? Hugs or double kisses?

I'm official. U.S. birth certificate and passport in hand. I'm choking up...

So you say the American passport got to Italy in one week from the U.S. and the Italian passport got here in five weeks...from Italy? Is that what "bureaucracy" means, mommy?
Decisions, decisions...
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