Love.

A banal story about unique love.

My today's post is not simple, it's absolutely festive.
And not just festive - it is sensual, full of deep respect and love.
It is dedicated to my beloved and most wonderful parents.

28 years ago was a sunny day, the summer was in full swing and the hot wind barely inflated the foliage of the heated trees. A small town with stone ancient churches just woke up and the turmoil on the roads was just beginning to buzz with the engines.
The bride in an elegant white dress corrects a veil, the turmoilе of relatives around, stuffiness, beating of a new life under the heart, a little worried, she is only 18.

The groom is in an unusually pretentious festive suit, light excitement, encouragement and jokes of friends, he is only 19.
A beautiful couple, a church, a solemn ceremony, tender touches of loving looks and quiet, but such a confident and sincere "I agree."

And these two crazy, in the best sense of the word, this day became not just a couple of active, happy and rockers in love, but a real family. And very soon I joined these two - and the whole gang has since been assembled.

According to statistics, every young marriage breaks up …. how often? Who cares about statistics! My cool parents have proven that true patience, respect, love and humor can make miracles.
These two such different characters, such unusual two worlds somehow have found the ways of contact and created such a strong, long-term, qualitative and harmonious union. Was it easy? I do not think so. Were there quarrels and disagreements? Yes, they still are! How without them in a healthy relationship. But the main thing - there is a desire to meet, to listen and to hear, and scream sometimes, and be offended, and do not understand - but always to accept and understand in the end the native soul for what it wide open in front of you.
Thanks to these two outstanding people (at least for me), I saw, more importantly - I felt from the very childhood what love is. For this, my heart is always whispering such a fiery "thank you" to them.

I remember endless travels around the country overnight in a tent, endless talks in the house until the morning, frequent gatherings at night with a guitar and soulful songs, joint viewing of horror films, rock music, travel and family councils as a general solution of important issues of the future; Our house was and is always filled with endless laughter and joy.

Thanks to this pair of eccentrics, I got exactly that profession, which I can call "my own", was engaged all my life with what I liked. I made my mistakes, and in all my endless ups and downs I always had support in their person, my support is always with me and it just got stronger with the years . The gang of three became a real force. )

It was thanks to them that I was what I wanted to be, they taught me the main things - love, freedom, aspiration, respect and kindness.

And if it had not been for 29 July 28 years ago, all this could not have happened. But how happy I am that it was still there.)

On this day, I thank heaven for such parents, I pray to give them at least the same number of more years together. After all, I need an example of a couple of grouchy, but nice, sincere and loving old people, listening to rock, adoring nature, peace, life and each other.

I wish you all such love and a strong union!

My beloved, my best wishes on your wedding day!

P.S. Mom, Dad, sorry for posting your pictures.. But they are too cool not to be shared)