There is nothing to be understood!

I did not want to do it over again! 

I divorced in July 2013 with some pretty bad memories of my first marriage. So, I avoided the second one. Listen, I was against marriage. The one was more than enough. You know how some people say, “Second time’s the charm?” with a chance to make it better, learning from mistakes and do it right this time. I did not bother if I could get that chance again.

I lived alone and I successfully avoided to get too overly attached to anyone. I did yoga regularly and before sleep I read spiritual books... Life was good. I dated casually, drank cold beer with the boys, and practiced yoga.

Then... BAM. Pandemic.

COVID hit with a grudge and a bat. Suddenly dating became illegal, hugging was dangerous. My last relationship ended in March 2020, and with that, so did my social life, love life, and access to normal haircuts.

And if that wasn’t enough, life decided to kill my soul: I lost my twin sister to COVID in May. It broke me. I wasn’t just single — I was grieving, isolated, and emotionally curled up in fetal position with only spiritual books to keep me company. 

Then one random night in November 2020, my buddy George called me from a party in Serbia. Yes, a party. Because George doesn’t believe in pandemics... Anyway, he turns his phone around and there she was: A stunning brunette sitting on a couch like a goddess who just finished her point. I asked George, “Who’s that?” He said, “It’s her birthday.”

So naturally, I interrupted a stranger’s birthday party and said, “Hi, I’m a sad guy from Canada. Can I have your number?”

And it WORKED.

I contacted her on Facebook, we became friends and we started... 

We started messaging. But let’s be honest, she was as warm and inviting as a tax audit. Beautiful? Yes. Engaging? No. Messaging with her felt like texting a librarian who just found out you never read anything. After two months of cold chats, I gave up. Deleted her. Unfriended. Poof.

Back to beer, yoga, and judging people... Then, in September 2021, Facebook Mark Zuckerberg’s creepy little algorithm suggested her as a friend again. I guess it was like, “Bro… give it one more shot.”

So I did. We reconnected. This time, I skipped the chat and asked: “How can we meet in person?” No more cold texts. I needed eye contact and a touch.

I flew to Belgrade in December. We met on December 24, 2021.

And boom. 

This was it... 

New Years Eve 2021/2022

Niagara Falls, April 2022

Amsterdam, June 2022

Maldives, August 2022

Malta, October 2022

Punta Cana, Dominican Republic, February 2023

Rome, May 2023 ... first time I asked her to marry me

Cuba, August 2023

Malaga, Spain, October 2023 ... I proposed her and she accepted it

Engagement ring

We bought our wedding rings in Malaga

Belgrade, New Year's Eve 2023/2024

Wedding Day... January 11, 2024, Belgrade, Serbia

Wedding Party, January 11, 2024

Punta Cana, Dominican Republic, April 2024

Fort Lauderdale, Florida, April 2024

And finally...

July 31, 2024... Arrival of my wife to Toronto, Canada

Holguin, Cuba, August 2024

Buenos Aires, Argentina, March 2025

If you are a divorced guy who wants to get married again, don't let anyone take your dream away. Don't listen to "Why do you need it?" 

Listen to your heart and your gut. If second marriage feels right, I say let her fully have you, don't hold back. Divorced people are allowed to have a fairytale, too.

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