A polish wedding
“You and dad look so young in this,” I say to my mother staring at the photo in awe. “Can you believe it was 30 years ago?” My mother says to me with a smile on her face. My parents have just celebrated their 30 year anniversary this past January. As I look at the photograph I notice the two people next to them “mom, who are they?” She laughs a little and says “really?” I nod my head still unsure of who they are, “That’s Mirek and his wife at the time,” Mirek is my mother’s older brother. I have only seen pictures of him when he was either very young or very old not when he was a teen or an adult, I noticed a slight resemblance of my brothers and the man in the picture, who I now know is my uncle and now, I understood how. Then I began to really look at the features of my young parents, what they are wearing and such. “Nice hair mom.” As I say this she looks at me with a regretful look on her face “I got a perm, I did it once and I will never do it again.” I laughed as she looks at her hair in the photograph with a semi-disgusted look on her face. My mother was wearing a white lace dress, she got the dress from a relative here in Canada. My father wore a bow-tie that was in style at the time he still wears bow ties like that today, thank goodness I’m not around when he does. My father says “bow ties are always in fashion.” Maybe I’m the one with an awful fashion sense then. “How did you and dad meet?” I always loved hearing this story, it made me believe in Soulmates. “Your father’s brother (Robert) was dating a girl who was in my class named Dorota, the only reason she was in that class is because she failed a grade at another school and her mother sent her to mine and she ended up in my class, we would hang out sometimes and whenever Robert would visit her, his brother Tomek (my father) would come to walk him over, the first time I ever saw him was outside of Dorota’s window before I went home after hanging out with her. Then, once we got somewhat older I saw him again at Dorota and Robert’s wedding, this was when I was actually able to talk to him but I had a boyfriend at the time. The boy I was with was more like a best friend so once your father and I got closer the boy understood and felt more comfortable to stay friends. Then after several months of dating, your father and I got married.” My mother loved …show more content…
“I was 3 months pregnant with Rafal.” Rafal is my oldest brother who is turning 30 now, makes sense. “Oh wow, did everyone know?” I asked, completely unaware of this. “Yes, everyone knew,” she says laughing. “Why was this photograph taken?” I asked. “This photograph was taken because I wanted a ton of pictures from my wedding and so did both my family and your father’s family,” she said. “How did you pay for the wedding?” I asked. “My parents and your father’s parents paid for it, that is a tradition in Poland, but weddings in Poland aren’t as crazy as they are here.” I thought about what she meant by “as crazy as they are here” and she meant big weddings, with many people and lots of expensive
“You and dad look so young in this,” I say to my mother staring at the photo in awe. “Can you believe it was 30 years ago?” My mother says to me with a smile on her face. My parents have just celebrated their 30 year anniversary this past January. As I look at the photograph I notice the two people next to them “mom, who are they?” She laughs a little and says “really?” I nod my head still unsure of who they are, “That’s Mirek and his wife at the time,” Mirek is my mother’s older brother. I have only seen pictures of him when he was either very young or very old not when he was a teen or an adult, I noticed a slight resemblance of my brothers and the man in the picture, who I now know is my uncle and now, I understood how. Then I began to really look at the features of my young parents, what they are wearing and such. “Nice hair mom.” As I say this she looks at me with a regretful look on her face “I got a perm, I did it once and I will never do it again.” I laughed as she looks at her hair in the photograph with a semi-disgusted look on her face. My mother was wearing a white lace dress, she got the dress from a relative here in Canada. My father wore a bow-tie that was in style at the time he still wears bow ties like that today, thank goodness I’m not around when he does. My father says “bow ties are always in fashion.” Maybe I’m the one with an awful fashion sense then. “How did you and dad meet?” I always loved hearing this story, it made me believe in Soulmates. “Your father’s brother (Robert) was dating a girl who was in my class named Dorota, the only reason she was in that class is because she failed a grade at another school and her mother sent her to mine and she ended up in my class, we would hang out sometimes and whenever Robert would visit her, his brother Tomek (my father) would come to walk him over, the first time I ever saw him was outside of Dorota’s window before I went home after hanging out with her. Then, once we got somewhat older I saw him again at Dorota and Robert’s wedding, this was when I was actually able to talk to him but I had a boyfriend at the time. The boy I was with was more like a best friend so once your father and I got closer the boy understood and felt more comfortable to stay friends. Then after several months of dating, your father and I got married.” My mother loved …show more content…
“I was 3 months pregnant with Rafal.” Rafal is my oldest brother who is turning 30 now, makes sense. “Oh wow, did everyone know?” I asked, completely unaware of this. “Yes, everyone knew,” she says laughing. “Why was this photograph taken?” I asked. “This photograph was taken because I wanted a ton of pictures from my wedding and so did both my family and your father’s family,” she said. “How did you pay for the wedding?” I asked. “My parents and your father’s parents paid for it, that is a tradition in Poland, but weddings in Poland aren’t as crazy as they are here.” I thought about what she meant by “as crazy as they are here” and she meant big weddings, with many people and lots of expensive