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A Loveless Story: Surely Not Your Ordinary Love Story
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. Let me share with you how my parents met and shared a life together in a 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. He had a long and feathered brown hair, loved to wear tight bell-bottom jeans, white shirt, and he drove an orange Trans Am. 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! I saw her photo at a carnival wearing a yellow halter-top belly blouse and a tight bell-bottom jeans. She said she used to iron her hair to straighten it because there were no hair straighteners before.
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 dad used to party all night long, and my mom was allowed to hang out at the park until dusk.
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 mom got pregnant at the age of 24, and my parents moved to Queens, where my father made 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 father was a good provider working two to three jobs at a time, and my mother spent her twenty years of her life taking of us, and she is a very dedicated mother.
As time passed by, the love, appreciation, and connection slowly vanished. 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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