A true sign of true love.

I listen to all sorts of people. But more to my true love than anyone. Because she makes sense. And even when she doesn’t, I still listen. Because I respect her opinions. And Italian ways. And advice. Even when I don’t necessarily follow the advice. Because – well, I’m independent. My own man. And a bit stubborn. And so is she. In fact, one of the first Italian words I learned was the one for a stubborn female. Ostinata. But you know what? I like her stubbornness. I have absolutely no desire to change her. I’ll gladly accept her. As she is. Maybe that’s a true sign of true love. –Jim Broede