The girl in the picture
Getting back to the topic of destiny I really agree with Lewis and think that my decisions influence my life. However, I have a story which seems to contradict this idea.
I met my husband at a dance when I was 16 years old. He asked me for a dance. I think it was love at first sight. Next day he waited for me in front of my school. Then we spent a lot of time together and got to know each other. When I was 18 I took my final exams at my secondary school and then we got married.
I have a fascinating story about my husband and me. When I was 12 years old I attended elementary school together with my husband’s cousin. This cousin had a photo of me and he showed this photo to my husband who said: “I want to marry this girl.” He took this picture home and put it among the other photos. He was only 15 at that time. We did not know each other, we had not met each other and we lived in different villages. Many years later when we had already been married I found this photo in the chest of drawers in my mother-in-law’s house. I shouted out: “This is me in this photo!!!” My husband told me his story about the photo. It is so romantic, isn’t it?
We tied the knot 20 years ago so we will have our 20th wedding anniversary this autumn. I wonder if anyone here has similar stories. I would really like to hear them.
I would like to say sorry for writing so little today but it has been a long day and I am tired. Bye for now!
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