Last spring, I was looking forward to the May holidays, anticipating with all the way out of suffocating, noisy, gray and unfriendly city to visit my parents in the village for a few days. I imagined how Gapno would bloom the garden, the warmth would shine the sun, and the grass would tickle my legs. But then, surprise, my husband Ivan stated that he did not want to go. -Why do you refuse? My parents’ house is always great, and there is enough room for everyone. Don’t you want to breathe fresh air and enjoy nature? We have been locked for too long in these four walls – I begged. -I don’t want, because I know your relatives very well.

We will come, bring delicious meat, snacks and delicacies we love. On the first day we will eat all together, and then we will have to eat some unclear food that your relatives in the village are used to: pasta, potatoes, cheap sausages and eggs, – Ivan replied. I was amazed by hearing such things about my family. She could not understand when Ivan became such a person. He was good before, and until that day I did not notice any changes in it. – You know that my parents are not at all people. Their food can be cheap, but it is always delicious. Baked potatoes, pasta with sauce, mom’s pies … What about this choir?

A family sister will be there too. They have three young children. -That’s why I am not going to feed your poor big family. I still agree to bring normal, not the cheapest products for your parents, but I will not feed your sister, her husband and children. I’m fed with this on the hop. I was amazed that Ivan could think so about my family. They were my closest people and they never asked for something. When we visited our parents, my mom always took care of sending something delicious with us, and she was always ready to share with us the last piece of bread.

Ivan was all time served as a master, and my parents, who were already young, performed any of his desire. -We stay at home. I don’t want to talk about it anymore. -If you want to sit in a concrete box with your delicacies, sit, and I will go with children. I gathered everything I needed, took the children and went to enjoy the wonderful weather, fresh air and communicating with my loved ones – without my husband. Dad and mom met us with revealed arms, and my sister in her eyes had tears of happiness. We have passed so much time we were going for the last time.