Romantic? Ha ha ha! Dad was less romantic then a greystone, I swear... But still very loving. He had to ask us kids what to do when mom had her birthday. And he never remembered their wedding day... I think mom can count on one hand the roses she got from him, not counting her bridal bouquet. He couldn't cook or bake either, he even failed pasta and pancakes. *laughs at memory*
But if anything broke... glasses, a toy, a car, a faucet in a house... No matter what it was, he could fix it within a day. Quite crazy. But being romantic. Nope. X-D Mom always teased him about it, and he just took it with a smile and a kiss to her cheek.
Oh, and yeah. Mom is one tough chick. She is. Or... old lady at this point. *lol* She is 58 now and was two years older then dad when they meet. (Another thing they lovingly teased each other about.) And she has finally, these last two years, found her way back to life. She was seriously depressed for many years after dad died, but now she can walk around and kiss his photos and just talk about him and silly things they did, or stupid things they fought over (it happened, but they were good at resolving it). She still lives in quite the big house where we grew up alone with her two cats that she spoils rotten. And now? When her knees aren't hurting so bad? She is never home, I swear. X-D I never know where she is. I can call her and she'll go: "Oh, I just decided to have a mini-holiday this weekend. Can I call back? I am looking for a hotel." having driven to another city... X-D She is nuts, I swear. But I love her dearly. :-)
I suppose the toughness and strength of mind I got from them both. :-) Best legacy I could get, really.
But if anything broke... glasses, a toy, a car, a faucet in a house... No matter what it was, he could fix it within a day. Quite crazy. But being romantic. Nope. X-D Mom always teased him about it, and he just took it with a smile and a kiss to her cheek.
Oh, and yeah. Mom is one tough chick. She is. Or... old lady at this point. *lol* She is 58 now and was two years older then dad when they meet. (Another thing they lovingly teased each other about.) And she has finally, these last two years, found her way back to life. She was seriously depressed for many years after dad died, but now she can walk around and kiss his photos and just talk about him and silly things they did, or stupid things they fought over (it happened, but they were good at resolving it). She still lives in quite the big house where we grew up alone with her two cats that she spoils rotten. And now? When her knees aren't hurting so bad? She is never home, I swear. X-D I never know where she is. I can call her and she'll go: "Oh, I just decided to have a mini-holiday this weekend. Can I call back? I am looking for a hotel." having driven to another city... X-D She is nuts, I swear. But I love her dearly. :-)
I suppose the toughness and strength of mind I got from them both. :-) Best legacy I could get, really.
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