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I met my wife after work, and she said: “Hi! Why did you go to the coffee shop without me? Oh, and you were in the bookstore too? Did Aunt Rimma say hello?” I asked in surprise how she knew where I was, and she calmly said: “You have a little powdered sugar on your nose, and you only eat donuts there. They always hand out advertisements near the bookstore, and again you have two sticking out of your pocket. And Aunt Rimma is always working at the bookstore on Tuesdays, so you’ve seen her.” I will never cheat on this woman with her deduction...
Today I saw my son proposing to his girlfriend. During breakfast, he took out a box with a ring from somewhere, and, without looking at the girl, methodically chewing the food, he pushed this box towards his intended wife. You know, this is how people usually pass salt to someone. I was all tense, expecting women’s squeals and hysterics (the girl is twenty years old, this is so important for them), and she opened it, put on the ring and said “uh-huh.” Then they continued to eat in silence...
I decided to surprise my husband. While he was washing, she put on panties with a tail, cat ears on her head and seductively lay down in bed, took the pose of a playful cat... I woke up because they wrapped a naked playful cat in a blanket, scratched it behind the ear and said: “Sleep, flea.”
My husband is currently on a business trip. He calls me every night before bed so that I can sing him a lullaby. Lullaby! He says he can't sleep without it. A 40-year-old man, a “2×2 closet”, is now opening a third branch of his enterprise abroad, a stern-looking guy with a tattoo on half his back... And we need a lullaby, not just any kind, but from a cartoon about Umka - others don’t roll it. What about me? I sing…
Before the wedding, the parents dated for 7 years, and all this time mom thought that dad was a janitor (he told her so), and after the wedding, mom found out that he was a Boeing pilot.
Mom forgot how to talk after a stroke. Speech is recovering poorly and slowly, but the first phrase she mastered was: “I love you, daughter.”
My grandmother lives in the village. At every convenient opportunity they took me there. My grandparents lived one house away, and they had a grandson, 4 years older than me, he babysat for me when I was a baby. At the age of 3, he smeared brilliant green on my knees. At the age of 5 he taught to read. At 10 he protected me from the boys. At the age of 15 I came to the village, he was in the army, it was the longest summer. At the age of 17, he helped me survive the death of a friend. At 19 he pulled me out of depression. Now I am 24, and he is 28. Today he became my husband.
We’re sitting with a friend sharpening our hair, she’s telling me how she removed hairs from her upper lip, and my husband is hanging around next to me. A friend suddenly turns to him asking if he wants his wife to delete it too. To which he calmly replies: “A hussar’s wife is an honor!” - and continues to go about his business.
As a bachelor, I didn’t cook my own food; I ate in canteens and cafes, and bought everything ready-made. Not because I don’t know how to cook, but because I hate washing pans and pots, especially greasy ones and with dried food, I just have a phobia about this, and I don’t have enough nerves! Got married. And now, when she asks me to wash the dishes, I silently go and wash them; mine and I’m angry; I'm freaking out, but mine; I’m getting furious, but I’m rubbing these saucepans until there are holes in them. And all because love for her is much stronger than hatred for dirty pans.
I’m 24. My brother is 10. A couple of months ago I went on a diet, lost weight, and became prettier. Recently I was hanging out in front of the mirror, admiring myself, and the little one was hanging out next to me. I poke him in the side with my elbow: “Listen, man, how is your sister beautiful?” To which this asshole with a poker face replies: “You know, I don’t think you’ve lost an ounce of weight.” He waited until I cursed, and with the same impenetrable face he continued: “As for me, you have always been slim and beautiful.”
I recently broke up with a young man whom I loved very much; I was terribly worried. And then a certain “secret admirer” began to shower her with flowers. And the mood itself immediately improved. Yesterday I found out that the “secret admirer” is my dad. The most beloved and best dad in the world.
When I was 9 months pregnant, I asked my husband to paint my toenails. He denied for a long time: they say, I don’t know how, it’s not a man’s business. I got offended, went into the shower and heard: “Okay, Google, how to paint your nails?”
There is one grandfather living in our city. And he has an old dog. Quite old. She has some problems with her paws - she can't walk at all. So this grandfather, as soon as spring comes and it gets warmer, takes her in his arms, takes her outside and walks: he walks back and forth for hours, carries her in his arms, although the dog is not small. But with what devoted eyes she looks at him... And licks his hands. It makes me so sad when I see them. Is it possible to be a greater person than this feeble old man?
I work shifts: two days at work, two days at home. My wife started packing me breakfasts and all sorts of tasty treats with surprises. I rejoice like a child at a gift, finding notes in boxes of food in which she wishes me bon appetit and writes how much she loves me. No one has ever done this for me.
I recently realized what love to death is. My grandparents are 77 years old and they do everything together. But grandma sees very poorly, and grandpa hears very poorly. Therefore, as the grandmother says: “I hear for him, and he sees for me.”
I knew that pregnant women can be strange and capricious. And I was ready for this. More precisely, he believed that he was ready. And now I pluck raspberries with tweezers because they are “hairy and prickly”...
She spent most of her childhood often visiting her mother at work in a children's oncology rehabilitation center. So, one 17-year-old girl with her boyfriend left an indelible impression for the rest of her life. She had osteosarcoma, had several chemotherapy sessions, and had her left leg cut off above the knee. One day a guy came to visit her, that girl told him, let’s break up, I don’t want to ruin your life. The guy told her a firm “no” and declared that she was the best for him. Not long ago I met them by chance. She is wearing trousers, with a prosthesis, of course, they are walking holding hands, with two children with them. We got to talking, and the eldest son (he’s 6) got into the conversation, proudly declaring that his mother is the best, because she’s a Terminator.

Three short love stories

A tearful love story

Returning from work in the evening, I always cross a deserted street.

It's dark, but my mobile phone has a flashlight.

One day, he almost ended up under my left eye.

The drunken males, who had squandered their holiness, blocked my path, humiliating and intimidating.

Suddenly a boy appeared from behind, who did not get involved in a verbal altercation, but with a couple of short blows sent the two impudent men into a lasting knockdown.

The third “piece” escaped.

Tears appeared in my eyes.

I squatted down and began to sob.

I also walk along this path. And I'm watching you. Do you know why? So that you learn to be silent now! - the guy exhaled.

Instead of three scoundrels, one “pounced”.

His love was unbearably rude and cruel.

Tears washed away my makeup, because I mistook the trembling big man for the savior.

A beautiful story about love

I was, as they say, “on friendly terms” with the boss.

He squeezed me in a mannered manner, pretending that he was stuck in a narrow corridor.

In fact, he dreamed of “getting stuck in me.”

Rich, with a receding hairline at the top of his head, he had not loved anyone for a long time.

His wife left him, and his children grew up and moved out.

For me he was a little short - 5 cm shorter.

But the love of an already mature lady manifests itself in beneficial comfort, living by the principle “let them better love me.”

11 years older, how he cared. What words did he say? I blew away the dust particles.

He saw them off and gave gifts. God, I really loved him.

For humanity and beauty of the soul.

And let my story be indicative.

We got married. We live in Tel Aviv.

An interesting story about true love

I met a girl and fell in love at first sight.

Delicate facial features, elastic forms, moderately applied cosmetics, the gait of the Queen, gracefully exciting my ideal.

You can only love immediately, just like you can be disappointed in her.

I had no money. Where did the student get them from?

I just came up and said that you will always be mine.

I looked her straight in the eyes, and for some reason she didn’t take me for a crazy person.

A slight smile and silence in which I heard 1000 words.

This only happens once in a lifetime.

A short moment, and you, damn it, understand that this moment has been given to you for a lifetime.

Something extremely dear, which is about to disappear into the crowd.

Following her destiny and saying interesting things about love, the girl listened to me until I walked her to the car standing on the side of the road.

Waving her hand with a wedding ring at me, she gracefully sat down in the velvet Mercedes chair, from which emerged a sleek and sweaty old man who, for the sake of a playful moment, was ready to exchange his whole life.

Can short stories about love reflect all the faces of this versatile feeling? After all, if you look closely at trembling experiences, you can notice tender love, serious mature relationships, destructive passion, selfless and unrequited attraction. Many classics and modern writers turn to the eternal, but still not fully understood theme of love. It’s not even worth listing the huge works that describe this exciting feeling. Both domestic and foreign authors intended to show the quivering beginning not only in novels or stories, but also in small stories about love.

Variety of love stories

Can love be measured? After all, it can be different - to a girl, mother, child, native land. Many little stories about love teach not only young lovers, but also children and their parents to express their feelings. Anyone who loves, has loved, or wants to love, would do well to read Sam McBratney's very touching story "Do You Know How Much I Love You?" Just one page of text, but so much sense! This little love story of a bunny teaches about the importance of admitting your feelings.

And how much value there is in a few pages of Henri Barbusse’s story “Tenderness”! The author shows great love, causing boundless tenderness in the heroine. He and She loved each other, but fate cruelly separated them, since She was much older. Her love is so strong that the woman promises to write letters to him after breaking up so that her loved one will not suffer so much. These letters became the only connecting thread between them for 20 years. They were the embodiment of love and tenderness, giving strength to life.

In total, the heroine wrote four letters, which her beloved received periodically. The ending of the story is very tragic: in the last letter, Louis learns that She committed suicide on the second day after breaking up, and wrote these letters to him with a view to 20 years in advance. The reader does not need to take the heroine’s action as a model; Barbusse simply wanted to show that it is important for a selflessly loving person to know that his feelings continue to live.

Different sides of love are shown in R. Kipling's story "Arrows of Cupid" and in Leonid Andreev's work "Herman and Martha." The story of Anatoly Aleksin’s first love, “Home Essay,” is dedicated to his youthful experiences. A 10th grade student is in love with his classmate. This is the story of how the hero’s tender feelings were cut short by the war.

The moral beauty of lovers in O. Henry's story "The Gift of the Magi"

This story by a famous author is about pure love, which is characterized by self-sacrifice. The plot revolves around a poor married couple, Jim and Della. Although they are poor, they try to give each other nice gifts at Christmas. To give a worthy gift to her husband, Della sells her gorgeous hair, and Jim traded his favorite valuable watch for a gift.

What did O. Henry want to show with such actions of the heroes? Both spouses wanted to do everything to make their loved one happy. The true gift for them is devoted love. Having sold things dear to their hearts, the heroes did not lose anything, because they still had the most important thing - priceless love for each other.

A woman's confession in Stefan Zweig's story "Letter from a Stranger"

The famous Austrian writer Stefan Zweig also wrote long and short stories about love. One of them is the essay “Letter from a Stranger.” This creation is imbued with sadness, because the heroine loved a man all her life, but he didn’t even remember her face or name. The stranger expressed all her tender feelings in her letters. Zweig wanted to show readers that real selfless and sublime feelings exist, and you need to believe in them so that they do not become a tragedy for someone.

O. Wilde about the beauty of the inner world in the fairy tale “The Nightingale and the Rose”

A short story about O. Wilde’s love “The Nightingale and the Rose” has a very complex idea. This fairy tale teaches people to value love, because without it there is no point in living in the world. The Nightingale became the spokesman for tender feelings. For their sake, he sacrificed his life and his singing. It is important to find out love correctly, so as not to lose a lot later.

Wilde also argues that you don’t need to love a person just for their beauty, it is important to look into his soul: perhaps he only loves himself. Appearance and money are not the most important thing, the main thing is spiritual wealth, inner peace. If you only think about appearance, it can end badly.

Trilogy of Chekhov's stories "About Love"

Three small stories formed the basis of A.P. Chekhov's "Little History". They are told by friends to each other while hunting. One of them, Alyohin, spoke about his love for a married lady. The hero was very attracted to her, but was afraid to admit it. The characters' feelings were mutual, but not revealed. One day, Alyohin finally decided to confess his affection, but it was too late - the heroine left.

Chekhov makes it clear that you don’t need to close yourself off from your real feelings, it’s better to have courage and give free rein to your emotions. He who encloses himself in a case loses his happiness. The heroes of this short story about love themselves killed love, sank to base feelings and doomed themselves to misfortune.

The heroes of the trilogy realized their mistakes and are trying to move on; they do not give up, but move forward. Perhaps they will still have a chance to save their souls.

Kuprin's love stories

Sacrificial love, giving all of oneself without reserve to a loved one, is inherent in Kuprin’s stories. So Alexander Ivanovich wrote a very sensual story “The Lilac Bush”. The main character of the story, Verochka, always helps her husband, a design student, with his studies so that he receives a diploma. She does all this in order to see him happy.

One day Almazov was making a drawing of the area for a test and accidentally made an ink. In place of this blot he drew a bush. Verochka found a way out of this situation: she found money, bought a lilac bush and planted it overnight in the place where the blot appeared on the drawing. The professor checking the work was very surprised by this incident, because before there was no bush there. The test was submitted.

Verochka is very rich spiritually and mentally, and her husband is a weak, narrow-minded and pathetic person compared to her. Kuprin shows the problem of unequal marriage in terms of spiritual and mental development.

Bunin's "Dark Alleys"

What should short love stories be like? The small works of Ivan Bunin answer this question. The author wrote a whole series of short stories under the same name with one of the stories - “Dark Alleys”. All these little creations are connected by one theme - love. The author presents the reader with the tragic and even catastrophic nature of love.

The collection "Dark Alleys" is also called the encyclopedia of love. Bunin in it shows the contact of two from different sides. In the book you can see a gallery of female portraits. Among them you can see young women, matured girls, respectable ladies, peasant women, prostitutes, and models. Each story from this collection has its own shade of love.

Only true experts on the human soul can create short stories about love. It is not so easy to depict deep-seated experiences in a work of short prose. The Russian classic Ivan Bunin did an excellent job with this. Ivan Turgenev, Alexander Kuprin, Leonid Andreev and other writers also created interesting short stories about love. In this article we will look at authors of foreign and domestic literature, whose works contain small lyrical works.

Ivan Bunin

Short stories about love... What should they be? In order to understand this, you need to read Bunin's works. This writer is an unsurpassed master of sentimental prose. His works are examples of this genre. The famous collection “Dark Alleys” includes thirty-eight romantic stories. In each of them, the author not only revealed the deep experiences of his characters, but was also able to convey how powerful love is. After all, this feeling can change a person’s destiny.

Such short stories about love as “Caucasus”, “Dark Alleys”, “Late Hour” can tell more about a great feeling than hundreds of sentimental novels.

Leonid Andreev

Love for all ages. Talented writers dedicated short stories about love not only to the pure feelings of young people. For an essay on this topic, which is sometimes asked at school, the material can be the work of Leonid Andreev “Herman and Martha”, the main characters of which are extremely far from the age of Romeo and Juliet. The action of this story takes place in one of the cities of the Leningrad region at the beginning of the century. Then the place where the tragic event described by the Russian writer took place belonged to Finland. According to the laws of this country, people who have reached the age of fifty can marry only with the permission of their children.

The love story of Herman and Martha was sad. The closest people in their lives did not want to understand the feelings of two middle-aged people. The heroes of Andreev’s story could not be together, and therefore the story ended tragically.

Vasily Shukshin

Short stories about, if they are created by a real artist, are especially heartfelt. After all, there is nothing stronger in the world than the feeling that a woman experiences for her child. Screenwriter and director Vasily Shukshin told about this with sad irony in the story “A Mother’s Heart.”

The main character of this work is in trouble through his own fault. But the mother’s heart, although wise, does not recognize any logic. A woman overcomes unimaginable obstacles to free her son from prison. “A Mother’s Heart” is one of the most heartfelt works of Russian prose dedicated to love.

Lyudmila Kulikova

Another work about the most powerful feeling is the story “We Met.” Lyudmila Kulikova dedicated it to the love of her mother, whose life ends after the betrayal of her only beloved son. This woman breathes, talks, smiles. But she no longer lives. After all, the son, who was the meaning of her life, did not make himself known for more than twenty years. Kulikova's story is heartfelt, sad and very instructive. Mother's love is the brightest thing a person can have. To betray her would be to commit the greatest sin.

Anatoly Aleksin

A short story called “Homemade Essay” is dedicated to both maternal and youthful love. One day, Aleksin’s hero, the boy Dima, discovers a letter in an old thick encyclopedia. The message was written many years ago, and its author is no longer alive. He was a tenth grade student, and the addressee was a classmate with whom he was in love. But the letter remained unanswered, because the war came. The author of the letter died without sending it. The girl for whom the romantic lines were intended graduated from school, college, and got married. Her life went on. The mother of the author of this letter stopped smiling forever. After all, it is impossible to survive your child.

Stefan Zweig

The famous Austrian prose writer also created long and short stories about love. One of these works is called “Letter from a Stranger.” When you read the confession of the heroine of this short story, who all her life loved a man who did not remember her face or name, you become very sad. But at the same time, there is hope that a real sublime and selfless feeling still exists, and is not just an artistic invention of a talented writer.

Real life love stories that will not only make you think, but will warm your heart and even make you smile.

Today my 75-year-old grandfather, who has been blind for 15 years due to cataracts, told me: “Your grandmother is the most beautiful woman on earth, isn’t she?” I thought for a second and said: “Yes, she is exactly like that. You probably really miss this beauty, now that you don’t see it.” “Darling,” my grandfather answered me. - I see her every day. To be honest, I see her much more clearly now than when we were young.”
Today I married my daughter. Ten years ago, I rescued a 14-year-old boy from a minivan that was engulfed in flames after a serious accident. The doctors' verdict was clear - he would never be able to walk. My daughter visited him several times with me in the hospital. Then she started going there without me. And today I saw how, contrary to all predictions and smiling widely, he put the ring on my daughter’s finger - standing firmly on both feet.
Today, as I approached the door of my store at 7 o’clock in the morning (I’m a florist), I saw a soldier in uniform waiting outside. As it turned out, he was on his way to the airport, from where he was supposed to fly to Afghanistan for the whole year. He said: "I usually bring my wife a beautiful bouquet of flowers every Friday and I don't want to let her down just because I'll be away from her." After these words, he ordered 52 bouquets of flowers from me and asked me to deliver them every Friday evening to his wife’s office until he returned. I gave him a 50% discount on everything - such love filled my whole day with light.
Today I told my 18-year-old grandson that in all my school years I never went to the school prom because no one ever invited me there. And imagine - this evening, dressed in a tuxedo, he rang my doorbell and invited me to the school ball as his partner.
When she woke up from her 18 month coma today, she kissed me and said, “Thank you for staying with me, for telling me these beautiful stories, and for always believing in me... And yes, I will marry you.”
Today, while passing through the park, I decided to have a snack on a bench. And as soon as I unwrapped my sandwich, the car of an elderly couple stopped under an oak tree nearby. They rolled down the windows and turned on jazz music on the record player. Then the man got out of the car, opened the door and offered his hand to the woman, and after that they slowly danced under that same oak tree for half an hour.
Today I performed surgery on a little girl. She needed blood of the first group. We didn't have her, but her twin brother also had the first group. I explained to him that this was a matter of life and death. He thought for a moment, and then said goodbye to his parents and offered his hand. I didn’t understand why he did this until after we took his blood, he asked, “When will I die?” He thought he was really sacrificing his life for his sister. Luckily, they will both be okay now.
Today, my father has become the best father I could ever dream of. He's my mom's loving husband (and always makes her laugh), he's come to every soccer match I've been to since I was five (I'm 17 now), and he provides for our entire family as a construction worker. This morning, when I was looking through my dad's toolbox for pliers, I found a dirty piece of paper folded at the bottom. It turned out to be a page torn from my father's old diary, and it bore the date a month before I was born. It read: “I am nineteen years old, an alcoholic, a college dropout, an unsuccessful suicide, a victim of childhood abuse and a former car thief. And next month a “young father” will be added to all this. But I swear, I will do everything to make sure everything is fine for my baby. I will become for her the kind of father that I myself have never had.” And... I don’t know how, but he succeeded.
Today my 8 year old son hugged me and said, “You are the best mom in the whole world.” I smiled and asked him: “How do you know this? You haven’t seen all the mothers of the whole world.” My son, in response to this, hugged me even tighter and said: “And you are my world.”
Today I saw an elderly patient with Alzheimer's disease. He barely remembers his own name and often forgets where he is or what he said just a few minutes ago. But by some miracle (and I think this miracle is called love), every time his wife comes to visit him for a few minutes, he remembers who she is and greets her with “Hello, my beautiful Kate.”
My 21 year old Labrador can barely stand up, can't see or hear much, and doesn't even have the energy to bark. But still, when I enter the room, she happily wags her tail.
Today is the 10th anniversary of our marriage. My husband and I were recently laid off from our jobs, and so we agreed not to spend money on gifts for each other. When I woke up this morning, my husband was already up. I walked downstairs and saw that our entire house was lovingly decorated with beautiful wild flowers. I counted more than 400 of them - and he really didn't spend a cent on them.
Today I met up with a guy I dated in high school and whom I never expected to meet again. He showed me a photo of the two of us, which he kept in the lining of his helmet for those 8 years while he served in the army far from me.
Both my 88-year-old grandmother and her 17-year-old cat have long since gone blind. Grandma got herself a guide dog to help her move around the house, which is generally normal. But lately he has started leading the cat around the house too! When she meows, he comes over and rubs against her, then leads her to her bowl, sandbox, or wherever she sleeps.
Today I was horrified to see through the kitchen window as my 2-year-old daughter slipped and fell into our pool. But before I could reach her, our retriever Rex jumped after her and pulled her by the collar of her shirt to where it was shallow and she was able to stand up.
My older brother has already donated bone marrow to me 15 times to help me fight cancer. He talks directly to my doctor about it and I don't even know when he does it. And today the doctor told me that it seems that the treatment is starting to help. "We're seeing sustained remission," he said.
Today I was driving home with my grandfather when he suddenly turned around and said, “I forgot to buy flowers for your grandmother. Now let's go to the corner store and I'll buy her a bouquet. I quickly". “Is today some special day?” I asked him. “No, I don’t think so,” my grandfather answered. “Every day is special in some way. And your grandmother loves flowers. They make her smile."
Today I was rereading the suicide note I wrote on September 2, 1996, two minutes before my girlfriend knocked on my door and said, “I'm pregnant.” Suddenly I felt that I wanted to live again. Today she is my beloved wife. And my daughter, who is already 15 years old, has two younger brothers. From time to time I reread my suicide note to remind myself how grateful I am to have a second chance to live and love.
Today, like every day since I returned from the hospital two months ago with burn scars on my face (I spent almost a month there after the fire that burned down our house), I found a red note taped to it on my locker. rose. I still don’t know what it takes to come to school early every day and leave me these roses. I even tried a couple of times to come early myself and catch this man - but every time I found the rose already there.
Today 10 years have passed since my father's death. When I was little, he often hummed a short tune to me when I went to bed. When I was 18 and he was lying in a hospital room, fighting cancer, I was already humming that same melody to him. I have never heard it since then, until today in bed with my fiancé we looked at each other and he started humming it to himself. It turned out that his mother also sang it to him as a child.
Today, a woman who lost her vocal cords due to cancer enrolled in my sign language class. Her husband, four children, two sisters, brother, mother, father, and fourteen of her best friends signed up with me to be able to communicate with her even though she had lost her voice.
My 11-year-old son speaks ASL fluently because his friend Josh, with whom he grew up since infancy, is deaf. It makes me so happy to see their friendship blossom every year.
Due to Alzheimer's disease and senile dementia, my grandfather no longer always recognizes his wife in the morning. A year ago, when it first started, she was very worried about it, but now she understands what is happening to him and helps him as much as she can. She even plays with him every morning, trying to get him to propose to her again before breakfast. And every time she succeeds.
Today my father died of natural causes at the age of 92. I found his body in a chair in his room. On his hip lay three framed 8 x 10 photographs - these were photographs of my mother who died 10 years ago. She was the love of his life, and most likely, feeling his death approaching, he wanted to see her again.
I am the proud mother of a 17 year old blind boy. Although my son was born blind, this did not stop him from becoming an excellent student, an excellent guitarist (the first album of his band has already exceeded 25,000 downloads online) and a great guy for his girlfriend Valerie. Today his little sister asked him what attracted him to Valerie and he replied, “Everything. She's beautiful."
Today I served an elderly couple in a restaurant. The way they looked at each other... it was immediately clear that they loved each other. My husband mentioned that they were celebrating their anniversary today. I smiled and said: “Let me guess. You have been together for many decades.” They laughed and the wife said, “Actually, no. Today is our fifth anniversary. We both outlived our other halves, but fate gave us another chance to love and be loved.”
Today my father found my sister chained to the barn wall. She was kidnapped near Mexico City almost 5 months ago. A week later, police called off the active search. Mom and I came to terms with the loss and arranged a funeral. Our family and her friends came to them - everyone except my father. All this time he, without ceasing, searched for her. He said he loved her too much to give up. And now she’s home again because he didn’t let them go then.
There are two high school boys at my school who are openly in love with each other. In the last two years, they had to endure a lot of insults, but they continued to walk hand in hand. And, despite threats and frequent break-ins of their school lockers, they came to the school prom today in identical suits. And they danced together, smiling from ear to ear, in spite of all the envious people.
Today my sister and I were in a car accident. At school, my sister is Miss Popularity herself. She knows everyone, and everyone knows her. Well, I’m a bit of an introvert - I always talk to the same 2 girls. My sister immediately posted on Facebook about the accident. And while all her friends left comments and expressed sympathy, two of my friends showed up at the scene of the accident even before the ambulance arrived there.
Today my fiancé returned from an overseas military assignment. But just yesterday he was just my boyfriend... well, that is, that’s what I thought. Almost a year ago, he sent me a package that he asked not to open until he returned home in two weeks - but then his business trip was extended by almost 11 months. Today, when he finally returned home, he asked me to open that same package, and when I found a beautiful ring inside, he knelt in front of me and proposed to me.
Today, for the first time in months, my 12-year-old son Sean and I stopped by the nursing home on our way home. I usually go there alone to visit my mother, who has Alzheimer's disease. As we walked into the hallway, the nurse said, “Hi, Sean,” and let us inside. I asked my son: “How does she know your name?” “Oh, yes, I often pop in here after school to visit my grandmother,” he answered. And I had no idea about it.
Today I found in our papers my mother’s old diary, which she kept in high school. It contained a list of qualities she hoped to someday find in her boyfriend. This list is an almost exact description of my father, but my mother only met him when she was 27.
Today at school I was doing a chemistry experiment with one of the most beautiful (and popular) girls in the whole school. And although I had never worked up the courage to even talk to her before, she turned out to be very kind and sweet. We spent time in the laboratory talking, joking, and in the end we still got straight A's (yes, she turned out to be smart too). After that, little by little we started communicating. Last week, when I found out that she had not yet chosen who to go to the school prom with, I wanted to ask her if she would go there with me, but again I didn’t have the courage. And today, when I was sitting in the school cafe, she herself came up to me and asked if I would like to go there with her. I agreed, and she kissed me on the cheek and whispered: “Yes”!
Today, on our 10th anniversary, my wife gave me a suicide note that she wrote when she was 22, the very day we met. And she said: “All these years I really didn’t want you to know how stupid and impulsive I was then. But even though you didn’t know it before... you saved me. Thank you for everything".
My grandfather always kept on his nightstand an old, faded photograph from the 60s of him and my grandmother laughing happily at a party. My grandmother died of cancer when I was 7 years old. Today I looked into his house and my grandfather saw me looking at this photograph. He came up to me, hugged me and said: “Remember, just because nothing lasts forever doesn’t mean it’s not worth it.”
Today I tried to explain to my two daughters, ages 4 and 6, that we would have to move from our four-bedroom house to an apartment with just two until I found a new well-paying job. The daughters looked at each other for a moment, and then the youngest asked: “Are we all going to move there together?” “Yes,” I replied. “Well, it's all right then,” she said.
Today on the plane I met the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Realizing that after landing we might not see each other again, I told her how beautiful she was. She smiled charmingly at me and said: “No one has said that to me for 10 years.” It turned out that we were both in our early thirties, unmarried, neither had children, and lived literally 5 miles from each other. And next Sunday, after we get home, we have a date.
I am the mother of 2 children and grandmother of 4 grandchildren. At the age of 17 I became pregnant with twins. When my boyfriend and friends found out that I was not going to have an abortion, they all turned their backs on me. But I didn’t give up, didn’t drop out of school, got a job, graduated from college, and there I met a guy who has loved my children like his own for 50 years.
Today, on my 29th birthday, I returned home from my 4th and final military deployment to distant lands. The little girl who lives next door to my parents (who, to be honest, is not little anymore - she's 22) met me at the airport with a beautiful long rose, a bottle of my favorite vodka, and then asked me out on a date.
Today my daughter agreed to marry her boyfriend. He is 3 years older than her. They started dating when she was 14 and he was 17. I really didn’t like this age difference then. When he turned 18 a week before she turned 15, my husband insisted they end the relationship. They remained friends, but dated other people. But now that she's 24 and he's 27... I've never seen a couple so in love with each other.
When I found out today that my mother came down with the flu, I stopped at the supermarket to buy her some ready-made soup. I ran into my father there, whose cart contained 5 cans of soup, nasal spray, tissues, tampons, 4 DVDs of romantic comedies and a bouquet of flowers. It made me stop and really think about everything.
Today I was sitting on the hotel balcony and saw a couple in love walking along the beach. It was clear from the way they moved that they were crazy about each other. When they came closer, I was surprised to see that they were my parents. No one would say that 8 years ago they almost got divorced.
I'm only 17, but my boyfriend, Jake, and I have been dating for 3 years. Yesterday we spent the first night together. No, we didn’t do “this” either before or this night. Instead, we baked cookies, watched two comedies, laughed, played Xbox, and fell asleep holding each other. Despite my parents' concerns, he turned out to be a true gentleman and the best guy.
Today, when I tapped my wheelchair and told my husband, “You know, you are the only reason I would like to be free of this squalor,” he kissed my forehead and replied, “Honey, I don’t even notice him.”
Today my grandparents, who were already over ninety and who had lived together for 72 years, both died in their sleep, not having lived without each other for an hour.
Today my father came to my house for the first time in six months since I told him that I was gay. When I opened the doors, he hugged me with tears in his eyes and said, “I'm sorry, Jason. I love you".
Today my 6 year old autistic sister said her first word - my name.
Today, 15 years after my grandfather's death, my 72-year-old grandmother is getting married again. I am 17 years old, and in my entire life I have never seen her so happy. How nice it was to see two people so in love with each other, despite their age. And now I know it's never too late.
Today in a jazz club in San Francisco I saw two people madly passionate about each other. The woman was a dwarf, and the man was two meters tall. After a few cocktails they went out onto the dance floor. To slow dance with her, the man knelt down - and they danced all night.
This morning I was woken up by my daughter calling my name. I was sleeping in a chair in her hospital room, and when I opened my eyes, I saw her beautiful smile. She was in a coma for 98 days.
On this day almost exactly 10 years ago, I stopped at an intersection and another car rear-ended me. Her driver was a University of Florida student - like me. He looked very guilty and constantly apologized. While we were waiting for the police and the tow truck, we started talking and soon we were laughing uncontrollably at each other’s jokes. As a result, we exchanged numbers, and the rest, as they say, is history. We recently celebrated our 8th anniversary.
Today, when I was working in a cafe, two gay men walked in holding hands. As one might expect, a fair portion of the visitors began to openly stare at them. And then a little girl sitting at a table not far from me asked her mother why these two men were holding hands. Mom replied: “Because they love each other.”
Today, after 2 years of living apart, my ex-wife and I finally settled our differences and decided to meet for dinner. We chatted and laughed for 4 hours on end. And before leaving, she gave me a large, plump envelope. It contained 20 love messages that she wrote over these two years. The envelope was labeled “Letters I Didn’t Send Because I Was Stubborn.”
Today I had an accident that left a deep abrasion on my forehead. The doctor wrapped a bandage around my head and told me not to take it off for a week - although I didn’t like it at all. Two minutes ago, my little brother came into my room - and his head was also wrapped in a bandage! Mom said he didn't want me to feel unhappy.
Today, after a long illness, my mother died of cancer. My best friend, who lives 2000 miles away from me, called on the phone to at least somehow console me. “What would you do if I showed up at your house now and hugged you tightly?” - he asked me. “Well, I would definitely smile,” I answered. And then he rang my doorbell.
Today, as my 91-year-old grandfather (military doctor, medal bearer and successful businessman) lay in his hospital bed, I asked him what he considered his greatest achievement. He turned to my grandmother, took her hand and said: “That I grew old with her.”
When I saw my 75-year-old grandparents today acting like 14-year-olds in love and laughing at each other's stupid jokes, I realized that I had caught a brief glimpse of what true love is. I hope someday I will be able to find her.
On this day exactly 20 years ago, I risked my life to save a woman who was being swept away by the fast current of the Colorado River. That's how I met my wife - the love of my life.
Today, on our 50th wedding anniversary, she smiled at me and said, “I wish I had met you sooner.”
Today my blind friend told me at length and colorfully how beautiful his new girlfriend is.