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Special meeting...

In my life were many meetings. With interesting people on my numerous travel, casual fellow travelers on the way, business partners... Not to count them. There were meetings planned were spontaneous... Unpleasant, pleasant, unnecessary, useful, important and not really. Them was much. Yes. All of them anyway affected my life. But one meeting was special and will remain such until the end of my life.

April, 2009... To a meeting I should live 9 months. It very long if to think of an event for which you wait and you cannot bring closer it... But it is not enough when you understand what brings closer you every day to it, frightening by the precipitancy and inevitability.

Ya prepared for a meeting from the very first day... Inhaling every morning a full breast air with mood of the coming happiness. I had to be in a form and an excellent physical state therefore the first that I made, it got rid of the favourite harmful delicacy - cigarettes. I very much liked to smoke... But this meeting had to take place at height, and cigarettes could spoil everything. Therefore I just threw out them, having waved at parting with a hand to a habit to them to come back. There my darlings cognac shot glasses went, kept only memory of those evenings when the delicate perfume of cognac diluted the atmosphere of Friday poker... Coffee? Coffee had to leave - my tendency to hypotonia allowed to keep to me this small weakness. Yes. Ahead of me waited for long nine months... anticipations.

Now when I catch a smell of oranges, I remember every morning the first month - these wonderful early hours when you wake up from terrible dizziness and unpleasant feeling in a stomach, give a hand to a vase in which wait for the oranges made since evening. You stick teeth into fragrant pulp, you are soiled with juice and you understand how it is exciting to live and wait! Then Grieg, Vivaldi, Beethoven`s music - earphones transfer all charm and the size of gentle sounds not only me, but also that creation which hurries to me... All this waiting time us was united by wires of plastic earphones, we together listened to music, knowing that nearby with each other. Exchanged thoughts as it seemed to me during meditations - told each other thoughts that everything will be good, and we will soon meet.

However, and it seemed, bad turn of events is inevitable. At which all invention could be doomed... People in white dressing gowns frightened by bad verdicts, gave the mass of pills and droppers. During this period I learned what is droppers and pricks... What is hospital. It not such blank and sad space as tell. When you know for the sake of what you in it, probably... To me it was not strongly sad, was light-from the fact that the hope still is. And every time, appearing there, I rejoiced that the hope does not leave me.

the Meeting became closer than

... My forms are more and more ridiculous, and character is more and more awful - nerves sometimes brought... There was a wish sour when in a mouth there was a chocolate, alcohol instead of water... It is very good that the loved one helped to prepare for this meeting to me. Actually he waited for a meeting too. But its meeting had to take place a bit later. It supported me as soon as could. He understood too that it will be a special event in our life, and it is impossible to give vent to emotions even when it is intolerable... We laughed with it much and spoke about what it will be... What will be that person who will come what waits for him? Also sang to it songs, knowing that he already perfectly hears our voices. That it it is still very far, but absolutely nearby... And the person sent signals too that thinks of us and that wants to accelerate the meeting moment. What we should have overpersuaded him in the return! There was no wish to hurry... Though expectation exhausted very much.

In fact, we waited all seasons - since hot July when the pleasure from what will happen in April was so strong that any melody was wrapped in dance of Pleasure and fruit seemed especially tasty...

the fall came Then and brought with itself a little gentle grief, at the same time and fear whether I am ready... Whether my loved one is ready? During the same period we also learned what is hospitals. Yellow leaves and damp cold air rumyanit cheeks and informed of a smell of donuts from the next supermarket. My God, as I hated these donuts! All fall every morning began with their smell... Thank God, it was succeeded to get it together once and to tell accurate “stop!“ differently Pukhlik would not forgive me... So it seemed to me...

Approach of New year very much pleased with

- as once in the childhood... Partly because there was a wish for two gifts at once - for itself and for this purpose whom did not meet yet. But nevertheless knew already about its existence? So there was a wish to tell the person whom I will meet soon, about the one who such Father Frost what is a fir-tree... To show it all these bows and garlands, it was represented how he will rejoice to the gifts and to laugh at the sight of crackers. The launched flare pistol in the night winter sky was especially remembered... When the sea of little parachutists the cascade smoothly went down alternately with snowflakes on the earth... I especially remember that moment because I understood that I am happy and as parachutists fell down, my fear left. And I told myself on that New Year`s Eve that I am ready. Also received the answer - a soft push deeply from within...

the Spring was cold and very empty. Because all it had to be carried out in hospital. I never see the first kidneys or a grass, but this spring especially there were a wish to see how the nature wakes up. Unfortunately, did not leave... But there was another - I learned everything in hospital with what, perhaps, it is necessary to face at a meeting. Well, or almost everything.

April came... I continued to wake up and fall asleep under Vivaldi... And the person rejoiced too to every morning because it did us closer and closer to each other. I all thought how it will leave. And to a meeting, of course, wanted to be ready and beautiful so as far as it is possible...

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I, it took place! In that day which I waited for long months, - on April 5, 2009. In the cold room with a concrete floor, old windows with bare paint, an unpleasant smell of an old age... I all looked at the watch... And when the arrow stopped on figure 2, I saw it... It was blue, swelled... But such tiny and warm, such native! Yes, yes, it came, as well as had to - in the appointed day, however, with small delay. I looked at it and thought: “My God, he is a “pocket“ husband!“ Such happiness when you see the darling in a small look, and you think that this most wonderful what can only be... In my life there were many meetings... I embraced many people whom I was glad to see, kissed them, shook to them hands, nodded... But this meeting became the most special. Because my embrace and a kiss at this meeting was the beginning. The most important and most important in life of everyone - the beginning of life... And that person who met halfway to me felt that now all his life he has someone, ready for the sake of him on everything. He did not tell about it. And joyfully cried... And having heard this shout, I understood... Yes, our meeting took place! And ahead at us with it long and very interesting life...