Bloomability

In high school, I read this book
About a girl who goes to boarding school
In Switzerland:

Day trips to Florence,
Or the home of Herman Hesse (after reading one of his works),
Learning Italian,
A two-week ski school.

I read it now again
And cry
Because since then I have been to Florence,
And I have listened to Italian,
And I have tried skiing and anchovies,

And I have, I think,
Lived my life with gusto and gratitude,
And I think I can say to my younger self,
Of course you admire this idyllic life.
You should. But do not long for it.
You, too, have had a good run.