So, Was It Worth It?

September 02, 2026 03:46 PM - Comment(s) - By Michael Taverna

My Experience Moving to Italy

Nobody believes you when you’re in high school and you say, “When I grow up, I’m going to move to Italy.” I know, because nobody believed me. 

I was 17 when I decided that I was going to move abroad and I knew exactly how I was going to do it! I had it all planned out. My paternal grandfather, who never naturalized as an American citizen, was my key to citizenship- which would allow me to work and travel in Italy (and across the entire EU!). I started collecting documents in my senior year of high school, thinking I would be able to move to Italy and apply for citizenship through my ancestral hometown within just a few months. Unfortunately, I was wrong.

Despite having a simple line: me > father > grandfather, collecting the documents I needed wasn’t so simple. First, there were several name discrepancies I had to fix across multiple countries. One of the worst was my parents’ marriage certificate from Canada, which listed my grandfather as “Antoneo”, despite his legal name being “Antonino.” That one was a painful fix.

I ran into another issue with my grandfather’s death certificate. His name, along with his father’s, were spelled incorrectly. I had to amend them both in order to be accepted by Italy’s high bureaucratic standard. And unfortunately, the state of Massachusetts doesn’t make name corrections easy. I was surprised to find out that state documents, like marriage certificates, cannot be amended at all! The death certificate however, had more wiggle room. I was able to go directly to the funeral home and have them submit the request to amend the record. Although they fixed my grandfather’s name, they were unable to fix his father’s name because there was not enough room on the form! Luckily, the comune worker who accepted my application was unbothered by this minor misspelling.

The more time that passed, the more people around me started to voice their doubts about my plans. I realized that nobody actually believed me when I said I was going to move to Italy. It wasn’t just the citizenship process and document collection they found dubious. They asked me questions like: what are you actually going to do once you’re a recognized Italian citizen? Find a local job? 


I had been practicing Italian for about a year at that point, but I still had a long way to go. I have some distant relatives in Sicily, a few in Genoa, but I really didn’t know that many people in Italy. Between the constant doubters and my own worries about my language skills and finding work, eventually, I started to doubt that my dream would come true. Then in March of 2025, the laws governing Italian citizenship by descent started changing.

In the article Jure Sanguinis: The Laws Explained, we breakdown all of the changes, from October 3, 2024 to present day, several of which could have disqualified me from citizenship.

I didn’t sleep at all for two whole months. Finally, when the officially amended laws took effect on May 24, 2025, I knew that I had to get to Italy before the government decided to take the changes any further and forever lock me out from obtaining Italian citizenship by descent. I booked my plane ticket in early June and arrived by mid-June. My head was spinning. My family was shocked and confused. They couldn’t believe I was getting on a plane to go live in a small town in Sicily that I had never even been to before, with only $1800 in my pocket, and a dream.


I arrived in Sicily on June 18, 2025, and was recognized as an Italian citizen on September 10th of that same year. Over a year later, the number one question I get from people is this: Was it worth it?


I think a lot of people are scared to step out of their comfort zone, to do what makes them happy- because it feels impossible, and because of the fear of failure. I hope that every time I answer “Yes!” to that question, it makes people realize that they too, can do whatever they set their mind to.


Michael Taverna

Michael Taverna

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