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A Loveless Love Story to Tell

My parent’s love story is not what every girl would dream about like a fairy tale with a “happily ever after”. They were in love in the past, but the love has full of uncertainties until today, and their love story is not what you are dreaming of. Allow me to share with you my parents’ loveless love story.

They have been married for forty-one years, and been living together for forty-four years. My mother met my father when she was still 16 years old and he was the only man she has ever been with. The photos I have seen my dad as a teenager resemble John Mellencamp Cougar. 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 an ordinary teenage girl.

My mom attended Catholic school, 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! She has a photo taken 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. Children rode bikes going to school, and used uncuttable bike locks to secure them during classes. My mom was allowed to hang out at the park with friends until dusk, and my dad loved party all night long.

Just to get out of her parents’ house, my mother decided to accept my father’s wedding proposal. My grandmother was very 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 wanted to have a baby, and when she got pregnant with me, they decided to move to New Jersey. 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 lived a routine life manyout so much memorable memories of their love and affection. My mother gave up her career and entered married life just to escape prison, not knowing the life sentence it brings.