How He Met My Mother

So in keeping with my February goal of familial gratitude, and because it is the month of luv, I thought it would be fun to profile the relationships that have shaped my life – specifically those of my parents and grandparents. I figure it’ll be a fun activity to call them up and “interview” them for details and a good way to document those stories for the future (smile). To kick things off, I want to start off with my parents as my mom and dad were actually married in February. This year would have been their 38th wedding anniversary, so I figure it’s only right to let them kick things off (smile).

wedding, parents

True ’70s style (and color)

How they met: My parents were high school sweethearts. My dad was actually BFFs with my uncle and met my mom through him. Apparently my mom was kinda/sorta seeing someone else but after she and my dad first kissed it was love ever after (my dad’s always been very proud of that fact).

Married: February 1976

About Him: My dad is the younger of two boys who now lives on the same farm where he was born and raised. He’s an engineer by day and small-scale farmer pretty much all the time. Lately he’s really become a horseman and is talking about opening up a boarding facility when he retires. I never know what he’s going to come up with next (smile)! I’ve always been a daddy’s girl, and he’s always been my number one supporter. He has a good sense of humor and is constantly looking for ways to start trouble or play pranks. I inherited my dad’s toes, sense of humor, love of breakfast, and terrible luck (ha), none of which I’d trade (smile).

About Her: My mom was the second child of three (one brother, one sister) who was also born and raised in the same area as my dad. She was an accountant and full-time mother. My mom was very active with the family and in the community. She was super into holidays and loved decorating and organizing themed-events. She was also the one everyone went to with their problems and always had solid advice (even if I usually didn’t want to hear it). I inherited my love of reading and planning from my mom along with an armory of looks and phrases for dealing with difficult situations or people (smile).

What I’ve learned: My parents were high school sweethearts, married for just over 25 years. They got married soon after high school and, like many young married couples, experienced their share of trying times. I won’t lie and say that they had a perfect marriage – far from it – but they stuck together, especially when it came to parenting. I wasn’t afraid of either of my parents, but I had a healthy respect for both of them. My brother and I were both raised with a healthy understanding of the consequences of actions. If they had instilled nothing else in us, I feel like this would have been enough. But I also learned responsibility, the importance of expectations and accountability, and to never make a promise I didn’t intend to keep. I learned that family and community are important, and that it’s also important to support both. I had the opportunity to grow up in a household where we ate dinner together every night, animals were plentiful (both mundane and exotic), and nature provided both entertainment and nourishment. My parents were my biggest supporters and it’s because of them and that foundation that I’ve accomplished so much in my life.

In terms of relationships, I probably learned more of what not to do honestly. I won’t get in to the details, but I know that when I get in certain situations I favor my mom’s style of dealing with emotions. After seeing how that usually went, I’m (usually) able to catch myself and find an alternative. I never doubted that my parents loved one another and were friends – they were certainly a united front – and to this day my dad still tells me that she was and will always be the love of his life. For better or for worse, I don’t think that’s a bad example or inspiration for my own life (smile).

*Sorry for the photo quality – they’re photos of photos unfortunately.

3 thoughts on “How He Met My Mother

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    • My brother and I went through all of the old family photos over Christmas (he’s scanning them in properly) and it was a blast! We all had so much fun reminiscing 🙂 It was also a good reminder to take more pictures – especially family photos! Happy you enjoyed it! 🙂


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