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”. My parents where in love in the past, and surely they did, but their entire love story is not what everyone would want to hear about, but it serves as a great source of inspiration. Allow me to share with you my parents’ loveless love story.

As far as I know, my parents have been together for 44 years, and they have been married for 41 years. My mom was only then 16 years old when she met my father, and he was the only man she ever dated. 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 his complete opposite, being an ordinary and not so famous teenage girl.

My mom was innocent, young, and wore uniform every day as she attended Catholic School, with her hair 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. She said she used to iron her hair to straighten it because there were no hair straighteners before.

My parents grew up in the famous and less dangerous place, Brooklyn. 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 grandmother was very 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 dreamed of having children and becoming a good mom, and they decided to move to New Jersey when she got pregnant with me. 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 been with us and decided to remain married but have not really create meaningful and romantic memories together. My mother gave up her career and entered married life just to escape prison, not knowing the life sentence it brings.