Hello, today I want to tell you about my family and my childhood. I was born in the city of Boryspil in Ukraine and lived there until graduation. Unfortunately, I did not grow up in a complete family, I lived with my mother and grandmother, and my father lived in his hometown of Kemerovo, Russia. They did not have the most beautiful love story like in films or books, but they met on vacation in the Crimea, then they were young and full of energy. It was not a fleeting romance, they really fell in love, were together, built a family and tried to work on relationships, but not everything in life is so simple, despite the strong love and only born me, the parents could not be together. Soon they divorced and dad moved to Kemerovo - to his homeland, I do not blame them for this, because I understand that they also wanted to be happy, we had no quarrels or betrayals in our family, as some might think, they just turned out to be too different. Honestly, my mother had a difficult character, she was too emotional, and my father, on the contrary, is a quiet, calm, wonderful man.
According to the stories of my grandmother, after the divorce and the departure of my father, it was very difficult for my mother, but I was little and life does not end with a divorce, right? Dad always remembered me, he sent gifts for all the holidays, he tried, though at a distance, to bring up like a princess, they were also on good terms with their mother, they often talked to each other. For birthdays, dad always came to me, I loved this time so much.
But when I was 13, and my mother was walking home from work, she was hit by a car driven by a drunk teenager, he fled the scene and passersby called an ambulance, my mother spent a week in intensive care with serious injuries. Doctors fought for her health with all their might, but they are not gods and mother could not be saved. It was difficult, I was a baby and but also old enough to understand what happened and what it means, dad decided to take me to Kemerovo right after mom's funeral, but I asked him to stay with my grandmother until graduation, because moving to another country is very difficult, especially after the loss of a loved one, I also did not want to leave my grandmother at such a moment in Boryspil. At the end of school, dad came to pick me up and took me to Kemerovo, so my new life began, I wanted to become a psychologist and dad, of course, supported me, I am grateful to him for that, he did not put pressure on me and did not decide who I should be. That's how I grew up, with my dad alone, after graduating from university, I started working and renting my own apartment. Several years ago, he married a wonderful woman, she fell in love with me like her own daughter, and I call her mother - they are my support and support, without them I would not have achieved much. Now we communicate a little less, but we are all the same on weekends and holidays we spend together. At the moment, I have a favorite job and I hope a wonderful friendly family will appear soon, so I told what I wanted so much and shared important thoughts and memories with you.