Venice and Me

In 12 days I will sojourn to Venice, Italy and begin a journey of finding myself. It seems ironic that I have to go to a floating city that is constructed of canal mazes and over 100 bridges to find myself. However, similar to Venice, I am a complex person to navigate. Oddly enough though, similar to Venice, no matter how much you try to unravel me, you come back to the core of my being--a genuine, caring heart.
Being a nice person has been my downfall. I have noticed that people often become very skeptical of nice people. People think that I am only being nice because I want something. Why can't people just accept the fact that I am being nice for genuine reasons? I love people, especially kids and it makes me happy to see others happy.
So, when I am in Venice and I am trying to navigate across bridges and along the canals, I will be looking for life's metaphors. My friends and coworkers tell me that no one gets lost in Venice. I am told that no matter what route you take, you always seem to find your way back to the campo (the heart of the community). Likewise, no matter what you think of me, it always comes down to the fact that I have a genuine, caring heart.