The world's most beautiful woman.

I notice people. As they age. And I’m amazed. Some become more beautiful. More handsome. More distinguished. More expressive. Or maybe it’s my concepts that are changing. It’s the way I see them. My notion of beautiful, for instance, has evolved. My Italian true love becomes more beautiful every day. As she ages.  She actually looks more elegant.  Don’t know exactly how this happened. But she’s become the most beautiful woman in the world. I used to assume that people lose their beauty. But not her. I gaze at her. In the flesh. Or on Skype. For my daily dose of loveliness. And every day, she’s more beautiful than yesterday. For five years now. Incredible. –Jim Broede