My husband and I always dreamed of grandchildren, but our son Adam never married, still hoping to find the same strong love as ours. We married young, at 18 and 20, respectively, and all our lives enjoyed our love. Although Adam promised us a joint vacation, my husband had many other plans for this term. During his vacation at the sea, Adam was excitedly told me by phone that he met a girl Olesya – an orphan, an ice cream salesman. I had doubts about this: I asked myself if she was right for my son.

But Adam saw her inner beauty and kindness. Unfortunately, Adam died in a couple of days as a result of an accident, returning from that vacation. And then, after 20 years, a guy named Adam appeared on the threshold of our house, surprisingly similar to our son. He was followed by Olesya, who told that she met our son on the beach 20 years ago. Not suspecting his fatal accident, she was pregnant at that time. Fearing condemnation, she left the baby, calling her Adam, and with the help of her uncle soon became an experienced doctor.

Emotions went crazy when we welcomed them in our house. I am grateful for their visit, my husband regretted that they did not appear before. They became our native, enriching our lives. While we are looking forward to the wedding of young Adam, our days are full of love. Despite our protracted pain due to the loss of our son, his heritage illuminates our world. I urge everyone to appreciate every moment spent with loved ones because life is truly unpredictable …