get your kleenex ready. i just read this to a friend sitting by me in the airport, and had a hard time getting the final words out, as i was choking up…
here’s a link to the whole story, but here’s the first bit:
Sixty years ago, Boris and Anna Kozlov were married for only three days before he had to ship out with his Red Army unit. When he returned, Anna and her family was gone – exiled to Siberia by Stalin’s purges.
Then one day, on a chance encounter, they found each other again!
“I thought my eyes were playing games with me,” Anna said. “I saw this familiar looking man approaching me, his eyes gazing at me. My heart jumped. I knew it was him. I was crying with joy.”
Now 80 years old, Boris had returned to visit his parents’ grave. As he stepped out of the car, he looked up to see Anna standing by her old house, where they had lived for the few days after the wedding.
“I ran up to her and said: ‘My darling, I’ve been waiting for you for so long. My wife, my life…’”
(ht to neatorama)