Gay Male / 66
I Pain For Ukrainians, My Second Wife's Native Soil
Back in 2001 I went to St. Petersburg to meet some young women from a bride for sale sight. I say for sale because cheep is not a word I would ever use. The women, young between 18-25, and beautiful in the pictures. I was assured these women all volunteered.
I went over briefs, pictures, selected three to interview. Nice young women, each had her pros and cons, but one was open to joining the LDS with me. My desire was a compatible wife, of child bearing age, a young women who would fit with the rest of the family. Her name Anastasia, 23, a degree in English, born in Kiev. The wedding the agency arranged, her visa too. I agreed to accompany her to meet her parents before bringing her home.
She has been everything I could have ever wanted. Her commitment to our beliefs, her willingness to bear children, to join our home. This was never more than an expanded family, in accordance with our beliefs. And Anastasia, she goes by Ana, has told me many times how thankful she is. We were successful in evacuating her elderly mother, now Nana in the house.
I went over briefs, pictures, selected three to interview. Nice young women, each had her pros and cons, but one was open to joining the LDS with me. My desire was a compatible wife, of child bearing age, a young women who would fit with the rest of the family. Her name Anastasia, 23, a degree in English, born in Kiev. The wedding the agency arranged, her visa too. I agreed to accompany her to meet her parents before bringing her home.
She has been everything I could have ever wanted. Her commitment to our beliefs, her willingness to bear children, to join our home. This was never more than an expanded family, in accordance with our beliefs. And Anastasia, she goes by Ana, has told me many times how thankful she is. We were successful in evacuating her elderly mother, now Nana in the house.
