My Room with a View

This is Ann Cavitt Fisher!!

Ann Cavitt Fisher

The Christmas tree in front of Santa Maria del Fiore

In those winter nights next to the Duomo, life came back to me.

Brunelleschi's Dome through one of the apartment windows Brunelleschi’s Dome through one of the apartment windows

It’s an 88 step climb to a week I now carry with me always.

Paolo opened the door of my taxi. “Ciao, Anna. Your trip was good?”

He took one of my two small bags, and we mountain-goated it up the seemingly endless flights, Paolo chatting to me the whole way. Where was his oxygen coming from? I had no breath for talking. I worked just to make it look like the stairs and the suitcase were not too tough. Then we were there. The terrace and sitting room so close to the Duomo — it seemed I could reach out and touch it.

Mid-December was cold, and dark came early. The lights for the cathedral popped to life. I sat in the upstairs room with a glass of Chianti hardly able to…

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