One day, I was working when my father sat with me.
He said ,”Anna, you are a darling and I love you very much.”
I replied,”Papa, I also love you!”
“Do you feel lonely ?”my father asked.
“Hell no!” I replied.
” Do you want to marry ? ” he asked.
I said ,” Not now! It is too early. I am 15 years old.”
It was 1960.
” I just want to be with you and mom and work on my own,” replied Anna.
Then my mother came from the kitchen. She told me, “Anna, you are a girl, you should marry. Not now,but in 2 to 3 years you will be 18 years of age and you are independent.”
Anna said,” Mother! You will be lonely without me.”
After this conversation, I went to my room in the house and kept on thinking for some time and thought I was not mentally prepared for marriage. I decided to spend some more time weaving and slowly decorated the house with my weavings. In the next year my father died because of a liver infection. It was 1963. I was 18 years of age.