PDA and All Things "Gross"

When I was growing up, I, like every good girl in the 80’s, loved Disney movies. I memorized the words to every song, hid my eyes when Ursula the sea witch would appear, and would get wrapped up in the story lines. But one thing that never really stood out to me were the portrayals of the princes. The male lead character was always a nice guy, but he could never stand up to the guy my dad was and the way he treated my mom. My parents were married at 18, which, even in the psychedelic times of the seventies, that was still a pretty young age for someone to get married. People thought they were crazy, and maybe they were, but their connection has never faltered.

One thing I look back fondly on is the amount of PDA my parents shared. When I would catch them kissing in the kitchen, I would squirm my skinny little body between theirs, wrinkle up my face, and say, “eww gross”. But you know what? I secretly loved it. I loved that my dad would walk my mom out to her car every morning and kiss her goodbye. I love that my parents would wrap their arms around one another when they got home. I love they held hands when we went places as a family. I loved that my dad would put his arm around my mom when we were at church on Sunday mornings. I noticed every little loving movement my parents publicly shared and I will do the same for you.

I notice when the groom is dancing with his mom and the bride is standing there watching with tears in her eyes. I see it when the bride is showing off her ring to her friends and her groom glances across the room at her just so he can know where she is. I love when the groom puts his hand on the small of her back and gently guides her through a doorway. I see those little moments that mean so much to your relationship and I document them so you can always remember the way you felt that day.

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