Fly away, children leave ...

In 1988, I was 25.
Time was strange. Spider web that wove us all these years - from birth to those days - beginning to burst. And like the party was in power, and the KGB, and all Soviet institutions, but, as if mortally wounded python, the system is already weakened ring.
Smelled change. And not just good.
At this time all went. All who could were broken up and left from our socialist paradise - who in the near abroad, who in the future. Leaving their families, all the staff, from babies to 90 year olds patriarchs. My wife and I, too, could leave, and it is easy, but remained. We just got married, I left the design institute on their bread. My wife and I were engaged in translations of films, videos, and then my friends and I organized one of the first self-supporting companies. It went ... We stayed.
Later, in the 90th, I was in the States. It is not Yugoslavia, Bulgaria does not. Impression was profound. We got a call from my beloved New York aunts, exit visas. My wife and son had to go first ... I do not remember what, but something did not happen.
In 95 we absolutely had gathered ... The confluence of circumstances - not very good advice American lawyer, my failures and my wife and son kanseliruyut work visa.
It was the sharp turn. We would definitely uhali then - in the United States already had a job for both of us. Well, did not work out ...
In the 97 did not work with New Zealand.
Then another with a residence permit in the Czech Republic.
And then, when we got a 5-year visa to the United States, have aged parents, grew up the daughter, has studied at the Institute son.
By the way, which we tried several times to send to study abroad, but he did not express a desire and even resisted. Began to suffer aerophobia, each flight was a tragedy. In general, we left him alone.
Soon, he began to relax yourself. Coped with aerophobia running, flying ... But studies already completed. Good job. He would not mind to move to Europe, but ...
25 years we could leave. Would long ago have eaten his barrel was, lived not grieve, but fate decreed otherwise. Rather, we are so disposed and can not say that did the right thing.
This is not about patriotism - I do not believe in it. And here patriotism? Look at those who have actuator- they patriots? If yes, then I probably patriot in the cube. All these years there was no war, there was nothing to protect. Country squeeze out all those who wanted to live a normal life, according to the law to make, not to pay bribes, not to build ingenious corruption schemes. The choice was, do not argue. We stayed. But if I wanted to here were our children?
Today spoke with his old girlfriend, have been friends since high school. The eldest daughter is married in Germany, the younger son went there to learn. Is likely to remain. Children are leaving, their fortune in other countries, and Ukraine, where they were born and grew up, goes to the memories. And I understand that this is the right decision.
25 years of my experience - from the sublime to the delight of perestroika disappointments of recent years - says it.
If you can change your destiny - change. Leave. Not be worse. Will only get better. It will be hard, nothing can be done, but everything has its cost.
Here, nothing will. There will be another 20, 30 or 40 years of stagnation, promises, stupid, scandals, lies. And you at this time may occur a normal life. And if you miss dumplings and fat - come for a few days will fly by nostalgia. It passes quickly when arrive.
We have been linked culturally, linguistically, at our feet hanging weights obligations, our parents left behind change and needed help. We have more firmly stand on their feet. You - free people. Do not waste your life on chimeras. Life is one, the second will not be living it so that not to think about the missed chance.
If you have the ability and desire - to leave.
Fly. Before you peace.
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