Living the sweet life: #dolcevitabloggers linkup

I had the pleasure to meet Kelly through Instagram and this is how I came across her blog and read about her deep connection with her Italian roots.

Loving her perspective on “the sweet life”, I have decided to take part in her #dolcevitabloggers linkup and I invite you to do the same if you have something to share about the topic of focusing on the good in life.




It sounds like a contradiction, but lately I have come to realize that I have pretty much always loved myself, but I have never truly believed in my capabilities. I mean, I have never been the coolest or the most admired girl in town, but I have never wanted to change for the mere reason of pleasing others. I have always been fascinated by the diversity of people and for me the concept of adjusting just for the sake of it has always been literally terrifying. Not having a personality and specific tastes is very unsexy if you ask me. So I have always liked to think outside of the box and to assert myself as an individual.

The problem has always been believing in my capabilities, though, as I was very hard on myself and I never truly believed I was good enough to deal with certain tasks. Until a couples of years ago, for example, I wasn’t even confident enough to write in English on the Internet, because I was afraid of mistakes. Recently, though, I have realized that we should allow ourselves the luxury of making mistakes as those are much useful than successes. Life is work in progress and sometimes we can learn only by doing or trying to do and it doesn’t make much sense to wait until one feels ready. We are never truly ready in life.


This is very Italian of me, but if I have to indicate someone who really inspires me, I have to say my MUM.

You might have heard about the myth of the Italian “mammoni” and the worshipping of the mother figure in my country, but the state of affairs of the mother-son/daughter relationship is much more layered and complicated than you’d expect.

In our society the mother might be highly regarded and even protected by the law in cases of divorce or kid’s custody, but she surely has an hard time in the everyday life. The Italian society is still quite sexist, but at the same time it’s the woman who wears the pants and has to cope with work and family, both very demanding as there is not a public support system.

In my case I have been lucky enough to have male figures in my family who have always been respectful, helpful and really a positive example, but I consider my mother some sort of superwoman nonetheless. She has always been able to deal with work, family and to gave to my brother and me a balanced upbringing, without  being too strict or Italian-style anxious. I’m grateful that she always listened to me and never dismissed my problems as a teenager. Thanks to her I learned to love myself and to fight the bullies I met at school.

Next month it will be Mother’s Day in Italy and I plan on writing a letter to thank her for all the things she did for me all my life. I never did that and she deserve it.


I was always taught that one should never brag of a given act of kindness as “the left hand should never know what the right one does”. So, for this point I would like to tell about something I received.

I have to say that I value people’s time much more than material gifts. In this modern society we have less and less time to dedicate to others and actually listen to what people have to say. So I value and consider an act of kindness every time a person uses some of his free time to read and comment on my posts. As bloggers we always read articles about the importance of the “comment marketing” to establish a network and involve readers. These articles, though, fail to mention how authentic human interactions can be and how helpful the exchange between fellow bloggers is in terms of personal growth. The Internet was born as a means to connect, not as a one-way broadcaster. We should never forget that.


Several people say it’s hard for them to choose and state what is the best book they have ever read. For me this is not the case as, when in 2000 this book crossed my path, my perspective on life changed forever. This book has stuck with me since then. It’s Se questo è un uomo” by the Italian author Primo Levi, translated as “If this is a man” in UK and (sadly) as “Survival in Auschwitz” in the US (this last title translation kind of mess with the sense of the book in my opinion). Lots of people don’t want to confront this book, as the thematic of the Jewish deportation scares a lot or makes them feel uncomfortable. But it’s a pity, because it’s not grim and it’s much more than a report of those facts. It’s a book about life, almost philosophical. Few days ago I came across a quotation I wrote down in my journal that will make you understand why I consider this book philosophy:

“Sooner or later in life everyone discovers that perfect happiness is unrealizable, but there are few who pause to consider the antithesis: that perfect unhappiness is equally unattainable. The obstacles preventing the realization of both these extreme states are of the same nature: they derive from our human condition which is opposed to everything infinite.”

It always makes me speechless thinking about how an awful and extreme experience like that could make Levi have such enlightening intuitions about life. I will dig more on this particular subject in the future on the blog.


Do you remember The Secret Garden by F.H. Burnett?

Since I grew up in a contrada surrounded by nature, I sort of had a secret garden of my own. It was a piece of land immersed in the woods with a small pond in it. Every early March it was covered in snowdrops that were able to grow also in the water. It was just a magical atmosphere. Not a lot of people knew about this place and I used to consider it my personal secret garden. I loved to go there even if it meant I had to fight my insufferable pollen allergy. When springs approaches, I always remember those times.


I have always enjoyed bread much more than desserts. For me there’s nothing better than fresh-baked bread from a contrada’s wood-burning oven. Who needs gourmet stuff?



I’m looking forward the day when there won’t be bad and worrying news on the political and international front anymore. Utopia? Probably.

Hope you enjoyed!




8 thoughts on “Living the sweet life: #dolcevitabloggers linkup

  1. Hi Sara! I am reading your post while drinking my morning coffee. 🙂 Thank you SO much for participating in my linkup! You perfectly captured the essence of why I started this linkup – to connect authentically with each other. I absolutely love that quote from “Se questo è un uomo” (and I wonder also why they changed the title so drastically for the American version???) I find a lot of truth in the fact that we can never attain perfect happiness or unhappiness (which honestly is a relief! Especially in the US we are expected to always show a happy face in public, and I hate being fake if I’m not feeling that way hahaha). I look forward to hearing more about this book – it sounds like something I should read! I really wish the same about the news. I generally try to avoid it because it’s so depressing! I like the sound of a secret garden utopia. 😉 By the way, I hope that I can eventually write in Italian the way you so effortlessly do in English! 🙂 I am so glad to meet someone like you through IG & blogging!

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    1. fkasara

      Ciao Kelly, thank you so much for your kind words, I’m glad to know that my English is comprehensible 😀 I’m sure your Italian is going to be great! One of the (few) values of the Italians is that we appreciate people trying to speak/write in our language even if not flawlessly, so don’t worry too much about mistakes! We understand the struggle! (And also there are a lot of Italians who don’t speak or write our language well, so don’t worry too much, really).

      For “Se questo è un uomo” I guess the American editor wanted to sell and advertise it as a report about concentration camps, but that was not the sole intention of the author. That book is much more than that.
      Obviously I read it in Italian, but I checked some quotations from the American version and the content seems well translated, so I truly recommend you to read it if you can! But I intend to delve into it in a future post 🙂

      Thanks for the mention on instagram, a presto!


  2. Nice post. I had a couple of thoughts as I was reading it. First of all, you mention that you haven’t been cool or admired, but I must say that from the way you write together with your photo, you seem very cool. The choice of your mother for the person you admire is great. I have to say that when I think of who I’ve really looked up to, my mother and grandmother definitely stand out in the crowd. And finally, I love bread, but I have to admit that there’s nothing like a warm piece of crusty bread with butter…

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    1. fkasara

      Thank you * blush * Well, you know, my mother always encouraged me to cultivate my passions and to look for the things who truly inspired me without worrying to be “trendy” or popular, so this way of being and my need to think outside of the box led me to be considered as a weirdo in the school period, I guess. Moreover, living in an Italian small town can be great, but you know, there’s also the other side of the coin…if you don’t adapt your ways to the “common ones”, it can be hard for you to be accepted. And let’s not talk about the looks, *sigh* Italian women and girls can be very mean if you don’t follow “la moda”. For example I have lost count of how many times girls told me to have my hair straightened (I never did). So yeah, it all depends on what we mean with the word “cool”. I wasn’t certainly cool for the standards of my natal town XD But thanks for your kind words 🙂

      Yeah, I think parents will always be the ones we look up to and that we want to please, at the end of the day. And my mother was a great example for me. ❤

      I prefer bread with oil, but yeah crusty bread with butter is a great choice 😍 Yummy!

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      1. I had 800 people in my high school class, so I can only imagine what small town life must be like. But fashion and trends set the tone everywhere, and to my way of thinking, people who follow the crowd afraid of not being one of the sheep aren’t cool. So carry on in your one way!

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