I think it so cute when I see an old couple holding hands and walking together, this give me hope that true love is out there. My parents been married for over 18 years now How long your parents been married?
my parents aren't but my grandparents have been married over 40 years.. not sure of the exact number but they're really cute
Nothing is ever as it seems. Sometimes when you see an old couple that have been married forever, still holding hands, still in love its in part because throughout most of that marriage she likes to get drilled by 6 guys at once and he likes to watch. Sometimes when you see and old couple together being sweet with each other, his wife has gone to visit the grandkids and her hubby is on some business trip Sometimes when you see an old couple holding hands they are on holiday and the other 48 weeks of the year they are stressed out and fighting like cats and dogs
They got married in 2000-2001 I think. It was a cool wedding, my sister and I were given a pewter rose each, and my dad's german shephard was one of two best men He even had a white ribbon around his neck. They seperated not long before I turned 20, so about 10 years of marriage, and they got together when I was about two or three. So they were together for a while.
They were never married.. dunno even who my father is. My mom was a wild child of the 60s... just a hook up.
Mine have been married 21 years or 22...or 23. Can't rememeber... Whatever, all I know is it's been a very long time.
My parents were never married. My mom was a wild child of the 60s. [i was born in the late 60s] I was a love affair baby. Never met my father. All my other siblings all 14 of them. They are all my half brothers/sisters. But don't see them as such. Now my grandparents were married for 66 years. Up to the day my grandfather died.
My parents married in 1946 and stayed married until my dad died, for a total of 53 years. My first marriage went on for 18 years and my current marriage is coming up on the 13 year anniversary.
About 10 minutes. Mother ran off to Mexico to live in a car when I was 3. Dad was a drunken lout ,so my grandma raised me. When I was young ,I used to think it was serious business,boo-fricken-hoo,but several hits of window pane later I realised they were just damaged peeps that had their own lives to live. Turned out just fine. Divorce and not marriage seems to run in our "family".