Katerina Val-Kyrie
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Hey guys/gals...August 8th of 1980 was a very special day for me. It was the day I married the man of my life. We dated four years previous, so it will actually be twenty five years in total, come Dec 10th of this year.
The day of our wedding, I was twenty one years of age, and he was twenty, such a long time ago.
We grew up only a few miles apart, but I didn't really truly know him until Grade Ten. We lived in different communities, so we did not attend the same public schools. So, once a teen, everything changed.
I was incredibly shy, and always sat at the front of the bus, he sat at the back. He was most popular, even though I thought he looked like a nerd. He had the curliest hair, and little gold glasses. His cheeks were so rosy, and he always had the biggest smile. His short pants always had a perfect crease down the front of the leg, and his shirts were done up right to the last button. Nerd, in every sense of the word, but I fell for him regardless.
We had our first date, Dec 10th 1976, the night of our local Xmas party at the hall. My sister and our friend were to sing Country Roads for an audience of friends and neighbours. God, looking back now, I am sure we were awful, but they seemed to love us anyways. The guys, sat right in the front row, and I almost died from embarrassment. Needless to say, he asked me out that night to a party and so it all began.
I will not get into the party, but lets just say, it was a memorable one. After that, we just clicked, although I stayed incredibly shy. On the school bus, we began to sit together, but I always made sure I had my mitts on, so I would not have to hold his hand in public. God, how shy was that?
I remember our first dance together. *Take It To The Limit* by the Eagles. God, I loved that song. I remember what he was wearing, his smell, his laugh, how infatuated I was with him back then. He was so fresh, so wholesome, so sweet and he loved me...
Being abused as a child, affected me drastically in this budding new relationship. It took me two years to be fully intimate with him and he stood by me, and loved me regardless. How lucky, I was to have such a patient man who could wait until I was ready. I will never forget that, it meant the world to me. It still does.
Time has passed, twenty years, to be exact. We live in our own home on 24 acres of land and we love it. It's interesting, we live only minutes from where we both grew up. I guess once you live in the country, you just learn to appreciate the quiet. Two beautiful daughters were also blessed to us in 1984 and 1986. Children are a true gift to any marriage, and I love them more than life itself.
Married life has not always been easy though, their have been many trials and tribulations along the way. Together, we have lossed loved ones, we have hurt, we have cried. We have shared much in joy, as well as in sorrow. We have had our differences, our heated moments, our share of angry words. But through all of this, we have not forgotten our love, and most of all, our friendship. It always comes through, even in the hard and most sorrowful times. Forgiveness is also very important. Three little words, I am sorry, goes such a long way.
The true strength in a marriage, is communication, trust, and honesty. If you have those, then you have the basis for a solid relationship. Always talk, share, love each other unconditionally. Give all that you have, and always be the best you can be.
Hugs Katerina
[Edited by Katerina on 08-08-2000 at 08:41 PM]
The day of our wedding, I was twenty one years of age, and he was twenty, such a long time ago.
We grew up only a few miles apart, but I didn't really truly know him until Grade Ten. We lived in different communities, so we did not attend the same public schools. So, once a teen, everything changed.
I was incredibly shy, and always sat at the front of the bus, he sat at the back. He was most popular, even though I thought he looked like a nerd. He had the curliest hair, and little gold glasses. His cheeks were so rosy, and he always had the biggest smile. His short pants always had a perfect crease down the front of the leg, and his shirts were done up right to the last button. Nerd, in every sense of the word, but I fell for him regardless.
We had our first date, Dec 10th 1976, the night of our local Xmas party at the hall. My sister and our friend were to sing Country Roads for an audience of friends and neighbours. God, looking back now, I am sure we were awful, but they seemed to love us anyways. The guys, sat right in the front row, and I almost died from embarrassment. Needless to say, he asked me out that night to a party and so it all began.
I will not get into the party, but lets just say, it was a memorable one. After that, we just clicked, although I stayed incredibly shy. On the school bus, we began to sit together, but I always made sure I had my mitts on, so I would not have to hold his hand in public. God, how shy was that?
I remember our first dance together. *Take It To The Limit* by the Eagles. God, I loved that song. I remember what he was wearing, his smell, his laugh, how infatuated I was with him back then. He was so fresh, so wholesome, so sweet and he loved me...
Being abused as a child, affected me drastically in this budding new relationship. It took me two years to be fully intimate with him and he stood by me, and loved me regardless. How lucky, I was to have such a patient man who could wait until I was ready. I will never forget that, it meant the world to me. It still does.
Time has passed, twenty years, to be exact. We live in our own home on 24 acres of land and we love it. It's interesting, we live only minutes from where we both grew up. I guess once you live in the country, you just learn to appreciate the quiet. Two beautiful daughters were also blessed to us in 1984 and 1986. Children are a true gift to any marriage, and I love them more than life itself.
Married life has not always been easy though, their have been many trials and tribulations along the way. Together, we have lossed loved ones, we have hurt, we have cried. We have shared much in joy, as well as in sorrow. We have had our differences, our heated moments, our share of angry words. But through all of this, we have not forgotten our love, and most of all, our friendship. It always comes through, even in the hard and most sorrowful times. Forgiveness is also very important. Three little words, I am sorry, goes such a long way.
The true strength in a marriage, is communication, trust, and honesty. If you have those, then you have the basis for a solid relationship. Always talk, share, love each other unconditionally. Give all that you have, and always be the best you can be.
Hugs Katerina
[Edited by Katerina on 08-08-2000 at 08:41 PM]
