Miss Ashley Pants

Dear Mom & Dad
Between Mother’s and Father’s day, I wanted to celebrate you both as a couple.
Hallmark never made a day for that (likely so that they could capitalize on making money off two different days, spaced barely a season apart).
Anyway, my blog is usually quasi-comical or current trendy events, but I wanted to add this ode-poem for you both after our visit the other day. I love you both. Happy parent’s day 🙂

~A

While visiting my parents one afternoon in May,
I asked to see some albums from their early days,
So mom dug through a cabinet and out of a nook,
Found me their hard copy version of Facebook.

Though marriage is likely not something for me,
I so enjoyed seeing theirs – vicariously,
Each snapshot told a tale of young love and bliss,
And a story that goes perhaps something like this:

Once upon a time in foggy San Francisco
Dwelled a barbie doll nurse by the name of Margot
In addition to healing the unwell and sickly,
She was the quintessential style goddess of the 60’s,

Then one eve to the New Year’s, she met a man – Bo,
Who had moves like Elvis and lips like Brando,
And this song and dance man who hailed from Hilo,
Was on the path of a high ranking American hero.

He caught her eye as he sang, danced, and strummed,
It intrigued her how his charisma required no rum,
And he fell for her too; there was no woman greater,
All her quirks were adored – like her loquacious nature.

In fact, one day while driving, that was when he proposed,
As she rambled, he asked, she kept speaking – then froze,
But of course she said yes; for they’d fallen in love,
And they traveled for years in their dark green V-dub

They owned birds, cats, and dogs – a whole menagerie,
As true animal lovers like I one day would be,
But army life meant many moves and he’d travel far,
So they made up for lost time on Hawaii R&R.

Naturally, came children, and they lived in many places,
Made memories and great friends on military bases,
Then four years or so post unplanned pregnancy,
Moving days were done and they settled near D.C.

As with any family, there was both joy and adversity,
But he still did something special for her each anniversary,
And their redeeming qualities lifted them back up when down,
My mom: forgiving nurturer; My dad: good sport! Class clown!

And though decades have passed since their heyday time,
Even now, I still view them as they were back in their prime,
I’ve seen them weather thick and thin – and bonded stronger now,
For in their day, they understood: that a vow means a vow.

xoxo
<3~A