Today, my father bestowed upon me the wedding album of his and my mother's marriage. The two of them are over a decade divorced and my step father is like a second dad, so my appreciation of this album isn't so much wishing my parents were back together, as it is just appreciating the past and finally knowing that my parents used to get along. Or at least appreciated each other enough to pose for photos. The rest of the album features photos exemplifying 80s fashion and hair and my then-tiny siblings in adorable mini-dresses and tuxes.(I chose a picture that was a bit out of focus and featured as few people as possible in order to avoid embarrassment in case this blog is ever discovered by my kinfolk. Really though, weren't my parents hot?)
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