It was the first time he told me he loved me

My boyfriend is Italian. We met in Cuba in July'08, and I had already purchased a ticket to go teach English in Italy in August. It was fate, you could say.
Immediately upon my arrival to Italy we began dating and had an instant connection. For New Year's Eve'08 Stefano surprised me by taking me to a Wellness Centre/Spa in northern Italy ( we are both spa lovers and when we can't make it to a spa, we massage each other -- I give him his favorite back massage and he gives me my obsession: scalp massage!).
The Wellness Centre was more than I could have ever imagined... it was snowing and all white and fluffy outside as we relaxed in the hot tub on Dec.31. After our dinner we went for a beautiful walk and stopped in an open parking lot that was full of fresh snow -- Stefano told me to remain where I was and then rushed over to the fresh snow and began moving around his feet writing something. It was the first time he told me he loved me -- written in snow for the world.
Lisa B.