since I don't like weddings…
In the same 1987 was born I – Lakutin Nikolai Vladimirovich. Russia.
Life did not spoil me too much, but I will not go into the pitiful stories that filled my path. In 2016, a completely "random" way I met on the Internet with a woman who was a little over fifty. She introduced herself as Alesya. In the comments of the community we both belonged to, some of us clung to the comment left, and there was mutual interest.
As we communicated, we penetrated deeper into each other, feeling and understanding indecently. It looked a little strange. First-the age difference, I was 29 years old. Secondly-She lives in Ukraine, I am in Russia. Thirdly, she has a strong family, a husband and four children, I have a wonderful family, a wife and two children. Almost nothing in common. Interests are different, tasks, goals are different, children are also not relevant to discuss, because they have a significant difference in years. And, nevertheless, for some reason this thin but strong connection was formed.
She wrote to me every day, slept by night, sharing their experiences and tender feelings which were afraid to admit to herself. Because it's both funny and sad. A woman falls in love with a guy who is younger than her by 30 years, is in another country and what is most interesting-almost nothing about himself. It's nonsense. After all, I really do not spread about myself. In addition to the name of me almost no one knows anything, except that I write unusual books. By the way, I felt it too. We communicated a little less than a year, but as if we had lived together for several years.
So, I started watching the movie "lake House". And quickly in front of me was completely restored picture. This woman, after a couple months of communication I wrote – "Call me Les".
I finally understand why I can't stand weddings. No, I like it when people get married, and I happily honk on the road passing towards wedding carts, but at the wedding of my friends and relatives, I always appeared only for a few minutes to congratulate and disappear. I managed to endure my wedding, but I cut the program to a minimum, and introduced a rigid framework of the event, which set against myself my wife's relatives for the next 15 years of marriage.