A perfect match.

I’m curious. About people. And their idiosyncrasies. Their mannerisms. Their peculiarities.   The things that make them different. Unique. Often, that’s the attraction. The reason certain people have become my friends.  They are one of a kind. That certainly goes for my Italian amore.  It’s as if we were made and meant for each other. Despite being different. In many, many ways. But that creates a balance. That, when blended, makes each of us whole and complete. Yes, a perfect match.   --Jim Broede