A Loveless Story: Surely Not Your Ordinary Love Story
You might be surprised, but not all love stories end up with “happily ever after”, but then it can be a source of inspiration for others. My parents have a unique love story to tell. Allow me to share with you my parents’ loveless love story.
My parents have been married for 41 years, and been together for 44 years. My dad is the only man my mom has ever been with, and she met him at a park in Brooklyn when she was sixteen years old. My dad resembled John Mellencamp Cougar on his teenage photos. My dad used to drive an orange Trans Am with a black eagle painted hood, and he had a long and feathered brown hair who loved wearing tight bell-bottom jeans and white shirt. My dad was regarded as a “cool” guy and my mom was his complete opposite, being an ordinary and not so famous teenage girl.
My mother attended Catholic school, who always wear uniform every day, and her hair was always curled by her mother using Coca-Cola cans. She found a great escape being and dating my dad as her parents were always strict and conservative. She became hot and fabulous! I saw her photo at a carnival wearing a yellow halter-top belly blouse and a tight bell-bottom jeans. Because there are no hair straighteners in the past, she used to iron her hair on her own.
My parents grew up in Brooklyn which was not overly dangerous at that time. Kids loved to ride bikes going to school, and used uncuttable bike locks to secure them while classes are going on. My mom was allowed to hang out at the park with friends until dusk, and my dad loved party all night long.
My mom accepted my dad’s wedding proposal at the age of 19 because she wanted to get out of her parents’ house. My mom craved for freedom because my grandmother was extremely hard on my mom.
My mother got pregnant at the age of 24, and my parents moved in Queens, where my father made really good money working in a telephone company. My mom always dreamed of having children and becoming a good mom, and they decided to move to New Jersey when she got pregnant with me. My mother spent her twenty years of life taking of us, and she was a good mom.
However, as time went on, we saw the love, appreciation, and connection vanishing. They have lived for the sake of their children but have not created a lot of intimate, romantic, and loving memories. My mother did not have a second chance, she did not have a career, and was not able to fully enjoy her youth because of her decision to enter married life just to escape prison, not knowing the lifetime sentence it brings.
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