But there is one page that I still haven’t filled in, and that is love. Real love. The kind that comes not in youth, not with loud words, but with the silence of understanding. With a caring attitude. With a sincere desire to be close.

I am not looking for a sponsor or a movie hero. I need a person. A man with a kind heart. With a sense of humor. With a desire to live together, to walk next to each other. Not necessarily perfect, sincere enough. I believe that at 43 love can be even more beautiful than at 20. Because we already know how to appreciate.

What is your experience? Do you believe in love without haste? What is important to you in the person with whom you want to build a future?