30 days and change: Day 9

DAY NINE: What do you remember (if anything) about your parents’ relationship? Either with each other or with others?

Willette & Larry, circa (idk, but a long time ago)

Word Count: 221

The most I remember about my parents in their relationship then and now has always been chaos and a lot of love, but certainly, there is some chaos. I remember my mom being the dominant force in the relationship, and she is still to this day. It’s a certain heir that she takes up and that my dad (Larry, as I’ve always called him, even as a kid) eats for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

Their relationship, nowhere near perfect, has always inspired me, particularly from the struggles they had throughout varying eras of their time together. It taught me how I want, deserve, and need to be treated (and loved) while also providing some unhealthy habits of using silence as a coping mechanism. They shielded me a bit away from the most intimate moments of their love, as so many things were brewing beyond the surface that I just had no idea about. Thinking about this prompt, I was a bit puzzled as to how I might write something beautiful and flowery to make my parents be something more than what they are. Complex humans, beautifully flawed. After over 25+ years of marriage (including 1 divorce and remarriage), they’ve developed a bond that will carry them into lifetimes far beyond this one. Only to be understood by both husband and wife.