The story of Lucia

Lucia Vedani starts to tell her story by saying: “I’m a mum and a grandmum from Milan”. A city that adopted her as a child and to which Lucia owes the discovery of a call, which became a life choice. It was 1986. A bench, one of the green ones, and a man sitting in a wait that is rarely noticed in the incessant motion of a metropolis that is always running, crosses Lucia's gaze and does not leave it.

Lucia, who has light in her name and in those eyes that are her smile, gives the first "pilgrim of health" refreshment and comfort: a roof to rest, we might say, but the truth is that Lucia gives Mirto, who has come from Marsala, a house, a home, which is much more than a roof. It’s family, it’s heart, it’s hug. The most beautiful places to live in.

As her Milan, Lucia never stops, and in almost forty years she makes every day a gift, an encounter. She intertwines life plots, rubs off on many people, starting with her family, in this adventure of hospitality.

She becomes a pilgrim among pilgrims and from Milan, passing through Lecco, she arrives to Rome, where she brings her delicate, generous and warm like a mother's caress joy, to those who experience the pain of illness, the suffering of abandonment, and loneliness.

Lucia has a special gift: she knows how to tell stories, and it is wonderful to listen to her. But the most beautiful story is hers and the story of CasAmica.