I want to share a story with you from my life. It was 30 years ago. I was very in love with my classmate Sofia. After training, we went to work. The taste of adulthood was fully felt. I made Sofia an offer, and she agreed. But she was worried that I was a visiting and I have no home. She did not want to live in the hostel. The apartment question was also disturbed by me. Still, I persuaded her to marry me. Why persuaded? Because she seemed to have a great desire. It seems to me. I was from a wealthy family, my parents promised to help with housing. I believed that having our own apartment life would be calm and measured. My father decided to make a wedding with a scope. But Sofia did not want to celebrate in my village. My parents still agreed to organize a wedding in the city and order a luxury restaurant. More than 100 people were invited. The day has come.

I came to the registry office in advance, nervous and worried. Even the guests came. And Sofia was not all. I was infinitely in love and already came up with the reasons for 10, which could delay her on my own wedding. My mom was standing with tears in her eyes and clearly nervous. Suddenly, my friend Sophia approaches me, whispers in my ear that she changed her mind to marry me and will not come. After these words, it darkened in the eyes. It became very unfortunate for themselves, and most of all for their parents and guests, who gathered and came for a hundred kilometers. Without saying anyone, I went outside. He sat on a bench. Suddenly I heard crying. Returning, I saw a very sweet girl in a wedding dress. He approached her, asked what made her cry on such an important day. She began to cry even louder, saying that the groom decided not to come to the wedding.

In general, the situation is the same as I have. There was nothing to lose. I reached out to her, and said, “I ask your hands and hearts, please be my wife! And I promise that I will never make you cry so bitterly. ” The girl looked at me in surprise, nodded in a confusion, and reached out to me silently. I wipe her tears and we went to my guests. I introduced them my bride. Since no one had seen my Sofia before, we began to applaud joyfully. No one understood anything but my friend. He ran to me and squeezed into his ear that I’m crazy. I asked him not to interfere with me, but to run faster in the registry office and agree to adjust the name of the name in the registration journal.

We were painted; My bride was an orphan. At the wedding on her part, only girlfriends were. We had a luxurious wedding. Together we still live. We do not need anything. The parents then helped us with housing. And then we had a daughter. And then – another. We have the most important thing – love, respect and understanding. Why did I decide to share this? Because I met Sofia recently. Absolutely by accident. It immediately shows that her life is not easy. We had a conversation. She was apologizing for a long time, and I just thanked her. Otherwise, I would not meet the best woman of this earth.