I never imagined that moving to Italy would lead me to the kind of love that now fills my life—but looking back, it all makes sense. Romeo came into my world at a time when I wasn’t searching, when I had finally let go of the need to force anything. I had spent so long trying to make something work that deep down, I knew wasn’t right. I stayed because I was afraid to let go... afraid of the unknown, afraid to start over. But eventually, I realized that holding onto something that no longer aligned was keeping me from becoming the woman I was meant to be. So I chose myself. I chose healing. I chose to release what wasn’t meant for me—no matter how hard or uncomfortable it felt. And in doing so, I created space. Space for new beginnings, for deeper connection, for the kind of love that doesn’t need to be chased... because it simply is. With Romeo, I feel like his dream girl—and the most beautiful part is, I don’t have to beg for it to feel that way. I don’t have to question it. I don’t have to shrink or perform. His love meets me exactly where I am, and it lifts me higher. Romeo didn’t complete me. I already felt whole. That’s the beauty of it. Our love came from overflow, from two people who see each other clearly and choose each other every single day. It’s grounding and expansive all at once. And it continues to teach me that when we align with who we truly are, everything that’s meant for us finds its way—with ease, with grace, and with a little bit of magic. For whoever needs to hear this: Move on. You are not stuck. You are not too late. The love you deserve is waiting for you to choose yourself first.