«Love will find its way
Through paths where wolves would fear to prey» The Giaour, Lord Byron
And it did.
And love came when I wasn’t expecting it.
It came with him, his dashing smile, his sweet eyes, his gentle touch, his sense of humor, his honesty and tenderness.
Love found a way through thousands of kilometers, through obstacles that almost broke us, through paths so dark, so cold, fear almost turn us away.
Love finally came… and brought me my family.
Lucía Bolívar 