We just turned up. We spoke all night. I was 17. I still cherish every moment with Agnes. Already I think how sad it is that life is so short and that soon it will end and I will have no more Agnes.
Life is never dull.
There have been low points, like when I lost my mother in 1994 when the ferry sank in the Gulf of Finland. Because I grew up without a father, I was the man of the family, and my mother and I were close. Seven years later, I still find it too painful to speak about. Then Agnes, too, lost her mother. But, in a way, these tragedies have brought us even closer together.