My search is not somewhat easy. In my step by this world I have known all types of people, of all the social conditions; but after all only itself tried people, and what I seek is:¡ A WOMAN! But A WOMAN that do not be a muñequita of cupboard, neither the innocent and ingenuous rose. That be neither the mercenary beauty, neither the self-sacrificing and submissive mother or the slave of the home. I seek A WOMAN that dare to be she same with all its potentialities. A WOMAN that not theme to be strong, sure and independent, because with it does not lose its femininity, and on the other hand, takes the place that corresponds him in the evolution of the human couple. A WOMAN willing to discover and to develop all their values and potential, because the men do not we mature emotionally never if we have companions, mothers or sisters that have given little importance al growth as the people. The evolution supposes a growth shared. A WOMAN prepared and determined, that only what know not to do, but how and when to do it, because thus will be an endorsement for me, like I with pleasure will be it for her. A WOMAN that unload me of all the weight of a love done not deliver, because never before someone had received him completely. A WOMAN that help me to see me as I am, do not like I believe that I am. That be tactful al to tell me my defects just as I am more receptive, so that digiera the constructive criticism and thus he can flourish like the person. A WOMAN that be tender, without losing firmness; serious without coming to be solemn; desirous of being surpassed without being felt superior; sweet, without being sweet, and with the coolness of a kid, without falling in the childish thing. A WOMAN that be my companion in all: since spreading the together bed, to entering us in an intellectual adventure, passing for the experience of working shoulder to shoulder and to travel through a park in bicycle. A WOMAN that itself be not alarmed if some time sees me to cry (I want to recover that capacity of expression repressed by the machismo) and that ally you me to "to give me permission" to be weak and to ask aid in spite of being the strong man. A WOMAN that discover what he likes in the life, and that endeavor for ascertaining what wants really of the same one, having the value of paying the price of its larger yearnings. A WOMAN that itself be not left to utilize and that never manipulate another human being, including its couple, therefore does not have object to fall in a destructive symbiosis, when the luminous alternative of a reciprocal growth exists. A WOMAN that know that the man is called to be the highest one of the living beings; but that she, like the woman, he was conceived as the most sublime one of the creations of the Universe. When he find it, I will love it intensely. And I ask me: Perhaps that WOMAN are you?