my parents are awesome
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
There's a blog out there called "My Parents Were Awesome".
The idea is that you post pics of your parents when they were young, hip, and groovy. It's amusing.
But it kind-of misses the point. There really should be a time in your life when you realize everything that your parents went through in raising your ungrateful self. This moment can come, for instance, when you're out of school for a few years and working. Or when one of your parents falls ill or is struck down in accident. Or perhaps when you've got a two-year-old child in the home.
No matter, the point is that I appreciate my parents for who they are and what they've done on my account. So here's my pic of them on the day they got their wedding certified down at the city hall in then-beautiful St. Catharines, Ontario.
my parents with their wedding certificate
Three good things that happened in this pic:
1. my dad's checking out the flying conditions instead of looking at the camera
2. my mum's not evidently pregnancy despite my being only five months away (not that she ever cared what you think, buster)
3. they actually were young hip and groovy