I didn’t plan to end up in real estate. It happened the way the best things usually do, quietly and unexpectedly, during a visit to one of my best friends in Tuscany. Walking through his home, something clicked. What started as picking up a camera to capture a place I loved grew into a curiosity about the market, the process, and eventually the people behind it all.

Born and raised in Italy, I moved to Massachusetts and built a life here, but Italy never really left me. I speak both languages, I understand both cultures, and I know firsthand what it feels like to dream about a life in Italy, and what it actually takes to make it happen.

Before real estate, I spent years working as a flight paramedic and registered nurse. The situations couldn’t be more different, yet that experience taught me something that translates into everything I do today. When you have to earn someone’s trust in a matter of minutes, often in the middle of a tense and uncertain situation, you quickly learn that people carry a lot more beneath the surface than what they initially show. You learn to listen beyond the words, to read what isn’t being said, and to meet people where they actually are rather than where they appear to be. That awareness doesn’t leave you.

Italy has a way of choosing you before you choose it. When that happens, I am here.