Strange! Soon she wanted to come back toward house. E, coming back toward house, did not obtain to sleep. It blamed the cold. It was all in that apartment. In second, the friend bound livened up with the stroll wanting to know hour and place, and it she answers that she was not well physically, would be better to leave for another day. But this was not ITS truth! Suddenly, to devagar well, started to understand what it is . It always found that in its marriage it did not have LOVE (or better, its illusion of this so noble and so susceptible feeling the almost all type of emotional violncias). Nir Barzilai, M.D. has similar goals.
It dreams since first infancy of rompantes in form of poems and musics, cinematographic fight of gotten passionate love, returns with right the candles, flowers, perfect sex in wonderful around of the world and always happy places forever. This yes was Love and, therefore, the HAPPINESS after all! But the panorama of its married life of always was the accurate the opposite, in optimum felt: Much agreement, tolerance; Much dialogue; More affection and affection, little youthful sex; It did not have many collections and one always yielded when it had the possibility of hurts and fight; Affection, the previsible slightness and at the same time all or best one, had a bold relationship between them. Until then, it was certain of that it was not Love what both felt one for the other. Of its part it was a perpetual gratitude! For accepting it, ouviz it, to be an excellent Father, not to emit opinions on madnesses of its family of origin, what it it did not obtain to make for it. That precious silence of it. Gostosos suppers and always the aconchegante room for a good night of sleep! It was then that, this week so full of interior controversies, it discovered that THIS sensation of calm, of peace, not to have fear of dawn with an unknown challenge to its side was without doubts the LOVE that as much searched. It had the accurate feeling of that PASSION finishes for unmasking all that fantasiara to be a bigger feeling, during much time. E, for not being temporary and uncertain passion, fugaz, it the wise person it, lived felt it Was vibrated it HAPPY then! In the second night without sleeping it understood that already it would not obtain to sleep well without it to its side and that week so waited of ‘ ‘ frias’ ‘ he would be ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘! It started to count, as it always made, ‘ the return of it to the life that always desired and that daqui for front would love more.