American Boys, Italian Man

I need a man who is strong in mind, body, heart and soul. I need someone who is strong inside who knows who he is, what he wants, where he's going, who goes for it and is committed to it. Who is solid to the core, who can stand up against me, an accomplished strong woman who is constantly striving for more, who is sure of herself, where she comes from and where she's going. I don't need a boy, I need a man. I haven't found him here yet in the U.S.

I found all of that in someone who is not from our soil. He is from Milan, Italy with Sicilian roots who wants to a build a new life in Costa Rica, a beautiful man inside and out with a heart that emits so much light and love like no other heart I've ever known. I didn't know what I was missing until I met him, my Giuliano. It took a trip to Costa Rica to get away from everything here to open my eyes to the extraordinary beauty in a man above and beyond the typical weary American I have encountered over and over again (excluding my American male friends whom I love).
Sigh, finally.