5 years in Russia…

You could say it is an anniversary for Sveta and I. 5 years ago Sveta and I were putting the finishing touches on packing for Russia. I was making the decisions of what to keep and not keep. It is not an easy decision to make. You have only so much that you can take and that is that…

It was a sad and happy mixture of emotions. After 5 years I have no regrets and that is what counts… 🙂

I remember that I was surprised that Seta had no desire to come to America. She had already made a trip to America a few months earlier. I allowed her to contemplate her own destiny and thoughts about America. Sveta and I took a long trip across America and traveled thousands upon of miles. I wanted Sveta to see what America was about. From sea to shining sea…

Sveta was more than home sick for Mother Russia and I understood that she could never leave her country. As to the fact that we really cared for each other and we knew that we should be together. I had to enlist a General friend of mine to cut the red tape, that was literally impossible to wade through. I will be forever indebted to that General and his relentless help to make sure that I got to full fill my dream…

Traveling the world is different when you travel on a tourist passport compared to a diplomatic passport. One thing that I am thankful for is that when I travel to another country now, I do not have to tell anyone who, what, where and why. Least of all I tell my country where I am. That you will learn very quickly is a No – No – No…

I travel with Sveta under my own pretenses and my life is my life… 🙂

So as I sit here and sip that cup of chicory and contemplate life. As I sit here and get ready to go swimming in the deep blue sea. As I talk to my son in America and hear all that he is accomplishing. As Sveta talks to her son and hears about how Boza the dog is doing and how Misha’s girlfriend is doing. As we watched a beautiful thunderstorm this morning, refresh the air and now the sun is out like a sparkling diamond, glinting off the sea…

We (Sveta and I) realize that 5 years ago when Sveta came to America and decided that America was not the place for her. Then my decision to uproot my life and adopt Russia as my second home. That was the start of a new life for both Sveta and I…

But I am the one who was blessed. Someone higher up, must think that I did something correct at one time in my life. For life is as good as it gets and having my sweetie by my side, is the icing on the cake…

Kyle and Sveta
Windows to Russia!

kKEETON @ Windows to Russia…

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