Your parents courtship

MissAdventure

They must have done.
Isn't it strange, though, do you think, to love someone the minute you clap eyes on them?

I think it's totally bizarre! I'd never have thought it possible despite knowing my parents' history, but after two dates I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with DH. Luckily he felt the same, and decades later we're still together, although there have been times I could cheerfully have strangled him!! 🤣🤣

They must have done.
Isn't it strange, though, do you think, to love someone the minute you clap eyes on them?

My parents met while accompanying each of their fathers at a sporting event both their fathers who sort of 'knew' each other regularly went to. Dad told friends the next day he'd met the girl he was going to marry, and indeed they did just 6 months later. They were married for 58 years when mum died. When DH and I announced our engagement 4 weeks after we met and he asked for my parents' blessing, they didn't blink an eye, were just happy and supportive. They knew about 'love at first sight'.

I did start to write my life story, because it has been unusual, but when I read it back it seemed awfully tedious and badly written, so I deleted it.
Thanks for kind comments ladies.

Wouldn't all these stories make an interesting little book?

Can you even still buy books of that sort?

henetha

Well, I got both. The bike was lovely, shiny red with drop handlebars. My mother was lovely too, but it was hard to understand why she had given me away so easily. But we became friends. Thanks for your interest, MissAdventure

what an extraordinary story Henetha, worthy of a book.. I'm so glad you found some resolution and became friends with your mother.. it must have been difficult for you..

In the 60 s/70 s into the 80 s probably, pregnancy out of marriage was shameful and hugely embarrassing both for the mother and her family.
There was little support financial or otherwise, and they were generally ‘encouraged’ to give up their babies for adoption after a stay in a mother and baby home.
The few who kept their babies usually had family support but that was rare.
Henetha glad you found your mum, but what a strange way you did.

I suppose just because she was so young, and in those days, easily swayed by pressure.

Yours is a lovely story, thank you!

Well, I got both. The bike was lovely, shiny red with drop handlebars. My mother was lovely too, but it was hard to understand why she had given me away so easily. But we became friends. Thanks for your interest, MissAdventure

Well, what a tale, Henetha.
I'm glad you got to meet her, though.
It must have helped a little, I'd imagine, though not a useful as a bike!

Auction Sale....not scale....

I met her at an auction scale..... It's a long story. I went in to buy a bike and came out with a mother.

I can imagine!
A strange coincidence?
Curiosor, and curiosour.
Not sure that's the right spelling, but....

Thanks, MissAdventure. By a strange coincidence, I did eventually get to know my birth mother when I was 15, and we were friends until her death in 1986. It was all very complicated though.

That's strange, isn't it?
I've heard of a good few, though, who have got that certainty that here is their future spouse.

Mum saw dad preach his first time as the appointed minister of her church. Turned to her mother and said "That's the man I'm going to marry!"

8 children!

My parents met at a dance hall it was in 1950. My mum described my dad as tall and handsome like a model from Burtons. My dad said my mum was a little lady so pretty and slim.
They married a year later and planned to live in my dads parents house until they had their own.
They finally moved into their new council house 12 years and 8 children later. Their marriage lasted through some very difficult times, they had arguments about lack of money even though they both worked.
Some of my friends were not as fortunate to have caring parents so I appreciated mine. My dad died in his 60s my mum in her 90s I still miss them.

SuperTinny

My Mum was tall for her generation (b.1931). 5ft 10in at 12 years old she felt silly and gawky playing street games with her friends and neighbours and always felt the odd one out.
She worked in Woolworths after leaving school and became firm friends with another girl working there. Mum was at her friends house one Saturday afternoon getting ready to go to the cinema.
My Dad turned up unexpectedly as Mum's friend had been a school friend of his. He had just been demobbed from National Service and after losing his parents at a young age had no-one to come home to. He thought he would drop in on his old friend for something to do.
At 6ft 2in he was tall and good looking. He went to the cinema with both girls and asked to see my Mum again the next day.
She once told me she knew her prince had come.................

This is lovely.
So ordinary, but so special.

My parents had their first date at a summer Saturday night hop when she was 14 and he was 16.
They married at ages 19 and 22, and were together married for 61 years.
Tempestuous but together.

My mother's visa was running out from what I recall.

My Mum was tall for her generation (b.1931). 5ft 10in at 12 years old she felt silly and gawky playing street games with her friends and neighbours and always felt the odd one out.
She worked in Woolworths after leaving school and became firm friends with another girl working there. Mum was at her friends house one Saturday afternoon getting ready to go to the cinema.
My Dad turned up unexpectedly as Mum's friend had been a school friend of his. He had just been demobbed from National Service and after losing his parents at a young age had no-one to come home to. He thought he would drop in on his old friend for something to do.
At 6ft 2in he was tall and good looking. He went to the cinema with both girls and asked to see my Mum again the next day.
She once told me she knew her prince had come.................

Ohhh, that's not the greatest start, is it?
Do you know anymore about your parents, at all?

I'm not sure love was involved at all. I suspect I was the result of a quick bunk up in the back of a car. They were teenagers and after I was born they both went off and I was fostered at the age of two weeks.

A lot of parents seem to have met abroad.
Mine were both on the same little island.