It seems as though the Italians have it right. Every Italian, man woman or child, that i’ve come across has this zest for life that is so unexplainable. So pure. So real. As if every moment of every day is a blessing to behold. A gift to be cherished. At work or at play, they smile with every step and enjoy all the little things that most of us take for granted. Living a life of gratitude is apparently very gratifying. Life is wonderful. Make it great.