In the church of Civita, known to us as Çifti, I read an inscription in our language. It spoke of seeking love and desiring the gifts of the Holy Spirit.
Seeing Albanian on those walls was a special feeling. We were in Italy, but something deeply familiar was there before us.
That is what stayed with me from this visit: the language is still visible and present. The Arbëresh community carries its roots far from the homeland. In that church, I felt that connection.
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