A wife brings one joy

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A wife brings one joy—she makes life richer as  the years go by.

“The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.”
— Le Moulin Rouge


So we meet again, dear readers. Sometimes, I receive pleasant notes about my opuses (as I call them)! Believe me, reading these positive reviews improves my depressed mood, sets me up to hope for the best, and even improves my health! Thanks to my dear readers. I want to share with you some events from my life. A wedding is a huge event for any family!
51 years of being married to someone else is not easy! And it was just this many years ago that we got married!
“The symbol of a 51st anniversary is the willow. A love that lasts for this long is as beautiful, graceful and calm as the light branches of this plant. Even the strongest of hurricanes cannot uproot a willow—the tree might sway to and fro, but nevertheless it will return back to its original position. The willow was considered a sacred tree among the ancient Slavs and symbolized eternal life.” (Encyclopedia)
Different couples have different age differences. Between my husband and me, there is a five-year age difference. My husband decided that his age gives him a lot of advantages, and very often, he is right about many things. I have already written about how he taught me to cook dinners, how he supported me throughout life, and helped me cope with my illnesses.
But let’s start at the beginning: 50 years ago. A young man had his eyes set on a girl, who came from a poor family. Having first served in the army and then begun his studies at the university, the young man lived quite modestly. He met this beauty at her house, where he had been brought to help deliver some furniture. Having noticed the girl, the young man realized that he was interested in her and offered for them to take a walk down the street to get to know each other better. The girl was inside, busily washing her things—her dress was stained, and she needed to change clothes, which she promptly did.
And so, a friendship began! The young man worked part-time after school; he loved to buy expensive chocolate and always had a few in the pockets of his (then-fashionable) coat. Their walks brought the young couple a little closer—it turned out that they had a lot in common. Their conversations were interesting and fueled their interests in one another! The girl did not like chocolate at first, but she happily tried the sweets he offered. She liked them very much! (What a delight!) They began seeing each other more and more, and over time, their affection for one another flourished.
Our protagonist introduced his mother to his bride-to-be. His mother had just arrived in Kharkiv to switch from a train to a plane in order to visit Liza, her married daughter in Kazakhstan. The son brought his fianc; to meet his mother, and she, from the passenger seat of a taxi, carefully looked at the female candidate, and then gave her son a thumbs up! The young woman was encouraged and relieved!
The young man was lucky that his mother did not say this:

And so, their joint life began! Over the past years, many things have happened. The most significant event was that the my family moved to America with their children and grandson. Before that, though, they needed to get used to each other and learn how to balance one another out. As a new wife, it was especially difficult for me to learn how to cook meals—and with unfamiliar food.
I had to act like this loving woman:
But I tried to please my husband as best I could, asking other wise housewives for advice, buying the right products, and writing down various. And as a result, I learned to be a good and caring hostess—and I’m proud of it.