Photo Source: Unsplash I lift my face to the Italian sun. I’m sitting on a stone step next to my two younger daughters who are happily reading their new books, one in English and one in Italian, in the Renaissance-era town of Lucca. My husband is in the US Navy, and we moved to southern Italy almost one year ago. We are learning the language, enjoying the food and friendship, and my daughters have been able to continue their ballet training at an Italian studio. This weekend, we drove the...