Whenever I stumble upon this old photo of my parents, I stare at it for so long. It’s one of the few things in life that give me hope.

They went to high school together. He was a varsity football player, she was the shy nerd. So cliche, and perfect. My moms brother reunited them years later. My dad took my mom on a date and she ended up telling my uncle that she didn’t want to go on a second one because my father was too cocky. After my dad found out the news, he rushed over to my uncles house and refused to leave until my mom agreed to a second date. She did. They fell in love. Look at that picture and look at what happiness is.

It’s just ashame it all got taken away. My dad may have died, but their love never did.