It was just four years ago today that I walked down the aisle -- or as my husband likes to say “what aisle?” We were married by a Communist-leaning Italian mayor on a green, lush lawn at a beautiful stone villa looking out over the Tuscan valley. It was a magical week with an amber sun that seemed to shine on us. The wine, olives, proscuitto and melt-in-your mouth mozzarella were abundant. Today, we are celebrating in a reflection of the way we conduct our lives doing international work – my husband is in Nairobi and I’m here in Washington, D.C. We’ll toast each other from afar. So, happy anniversary, dearest husband! It's been a wonderful four years.
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