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Love is unique to the beholder in all aspects of expression, feeling, and beliefs.

During the month of January, I agonized over some of the most difficult matters of the heart while contending with work and immigration issues since moving to Italy only months prior.

There are some of us who grow up in our local towns and may not even venture out more than 50 miles away to live, work, and even travel beyond what has always been known.

Interpersonal relationships are a substantial and important part of life.

If someone expresses and shares a pure moment of happiness, many times it’s often questioned or perhaps sabotaged by another’s sadness and jealously.

When fear is present, it tends to take hold in sometimes skewed, irrational, or anxious manifestations.

Yesterday while sitting in the provincial garden of the quintessential Italian “nonna” (grandmother), she took my hand and looked me square in the eyes.

The “love of our life” is the one that makes us feel the most, but he/she will never be permanent.