You and George were invited by the yours family to Ukraine to celebrate Christmas. In a large Ukrainian village, there was a hut on the edge of the village. In which parents lived. A fabulous atmosphere, knee-deep snow, somewhere You can hear a dog barking in the distance. The two of you are sitting on the couch and watching mom and dad her quarrel over some table that dad forgot to get the folding table out of the attic. But then they make up, because they love each other — For them this is normal, after all they’ve been married for 35 years — Are you going to yell at me too if we married? - George turned to you with a soft smile