Second Brother

Yesterday I received an email from Arttu's second brother (Arttu's the youngest of three brothers), telling me about his new relationship. I was SO happy whenever I got a short email from him, especially this one. He had had a weird relationship before this one. It was so disappointing for him as the woman dumped him without saying anything. She refused to take his calls and didn't reply his SMSes. That's pretty cruel and childish, as the woman's had a kid herself, so she should be mature enough to know that it's better to break off a relationship by having some kind of closure.

Anyway, last summer we spent time together at the bars as I had written down in my earlier posts. He also met his old best friend a few times. I could see already that they were good together he he he he...After all, they had known each other since they were teenagers. So I was SO happy for him when he told me that they had finally decided to be a couple. Arttu's second brother's coming to this village next weekend to meet his girlfriend and her daughter and parents. She's divorced with one 8-year-old daughter.

Funny thing is that when he found out that Arttu had married me, he said to Arttu, "What's wrong with the guys in our family? (meaning Arttu and his eldest brother) You guys chose tiny women!" LOL LOL LOL!!! This time I could say the same to him, 'coz his new girlfriend is also as tiny as I am ha ha ha ha ha ha...

I guess what warms me is that he trusts me enough to share his feeling with me. I'm happy to be this welcomed to Arttu's family. It never crossed my mind that it could be this beautiful ('coz I've heard so many weird and crazy stories about in-laws), but I'm grateful for it.

So this is one of my beautiful things yesterday. ;-D Since I'm in a love mood, let me share these two poems with you:

From Adam Bede

What greater thing is there for two human souls,
than to feel that they are joined for life-
to strengthen each other in all labor,
to rest on each other in all sorrow,
to minister to each other in all pain,
to be one with each other in silent unspeakable memories.

-George Eliot

Somewhere

Somewhere there waiteth in this world of ours
For one lone soul, another lonely soul-
Each chasing each through all the weary hours,
And meeting strangely at one sudden goal;
Then blend they- like green leaves with golden flowers,
Into one beautiful and perfect whole-
And life's long night is ended, and the way
Lies open onward to eternal day.

-Sir Edwin Arnold

Both images are taken from http://loveyougraphics.com/