Things meant to be.

I’m winding down my almost five month stay in Sardinia. Really, with no regrets. Not that I won’t miss the place. Rather, it’s that I like being alive and conscious. And in love with life. No matter where I am. I keep in daily contact with my Italian true love. Every day. No matter where we are. Whether together. Or separated. That’s the nice thing about our relationship. We know how to savor every day. Know how to appreciate each other. Being ourselves. Yet, blending. In loving ways.  Maybe some would say it’s an unlikely relationship. Unlikely that our paths ever crossed. But then, maybe certain things are meant to be. It’s no coincidence. Simply, the nature of love. –Jim Broede