A reasonably good lover.

My Italian amore, Cristina, is virtually as important as me. At least in my little world. Because she’s my one and only true love. I accept her. Unconditionally. That’s a requirement of true love. Not easily attained. My best guess is that most relationships are conditional. If pushed to the extreme. Anyway, I try to take good and loving care of Cristina. And that’s best achieved. When I also take good care of myself. Physically. Mentally. Emotionally. That makes me a reasonably good lover. --Jim