Everyone should have a family. Who am I without my husband? No one. He’s both my father and my mother. Together we are one. When he’s around, the whole world can wait. I love him as I love myself, I love him for everything. And he takes me with all my caprices and tantrums.
It’s happiness when in the evening I bury my nose in his shoulder, which has always been there as long as I can remember. Unfortunately, we have no children, but we are like mother and son and father and daughter to each other.
Even as a young man I told him: “If suddenly you were no longer in my life, I think I would just stop breathing right away.” I still have that feeling to this day.
