They met at the apartment of my mother and my father was really nervous.
He brought my mother roses and then they drank together wine and were talking for a long time.
Afterward they often met again.
One time they went to the forest to collect mushrooms with a big holdall but they didn’t find any mushrooms.
Instead they got closer.
I was born in 1988 and my parents married when I was a half a year old.
My mother never wanted to marry but she wanted a child.
My grandparents persuaded her to marry my father because they wanted to become grandparents.It was also advantageous to be married in the DDR because you got more ressources.
The funniest thing of this story is that in fact my father never wrote a letter to my mother.
It was my grandfather who has written this letter to my mother in place of my father.
My father didn’t knew it.