What is love? First love is not a feeling. I feel fear and when I feel safe happens to me. I’m happy, but as soon as I am sad I passes and sadness also passes. Love does not happen. Love, is, or is not.

Love the marital couple.-recently operated my wife from the gallbladder the 24th of August this year, in hospital Santa Rosa de Lima Metropolitana Lince district. I was always sure of the love that I feel towards my wife, but after living all that live with her, I could realize and experience the certainty of this. Procedures for this event at this hospital lasted more or less two months, and in one of those appointments to the medical office, began to confirm the love I feel for my wife. Never appeared in such appointment the doctor, and the nurse responsible for the doctor’s Office told us to us and others, that we acercaramos to tirage (place where they give the citations) to change the appointment, but to get closer to the place destroyed us the appointment papers. Adriana, my wife, broke into tears, entered in despair and said that he no longer wanted to continue with that. See my wife in that State gave me much pain. He didn’t want to see her suffer, and began to confirm how much I love her.

After following the procedures scheduled it for a possible date of internment. (Saturday, 22 August). That day we went early in the morning, and the two and media evening was already on their floor bed. Republic Services has much experience in this field. In a hospital of such as State visits are twelve of the day at three in the afternoon. Only I was with her half an hour more and literally we voted for all visitors. Upon arriving I to our home, the beginning was quiet, thought that Adriana, my wife was at a family gathering, but as soon as they began to pass the hours, and to lie, anguish took hold of me, and how much I wanted to my wife I realized.