My attractive Italian true love.

I marvel. At myself. At how calm, cool and collected I’ve become. Over the years. Especially since linking up with my Italian true love. Over five years ago. Actually, it’ll be six years in October. She has a very volatile personality. Being passionately Italian. Just the opposite of calm, cool, collected.  Which makes me seem even more calm, cool and collected. Because of the sharp contrast. I tell my true love that maybe it has a lot to do with our contrasting ethnic backgrounds. My heritage is German and Czech. And American, of course. That’s an interesting blend. Makes for personalities more calm, cool and collected than Italians. Italians are flamboyant. More impulsive. In odd sorts of ways. I like that. Especially in my true love. I really don’t want her to be like me. Instead, I want her to be – well, herself. Nothing less. Oh, I’ll try to sell her on the idea of being more calm, cool and collected. But knowing full well that I won’t succeed. Because she is what she is. And you know what? That’s the attraction. –Jim Broede