Endless wire, and endless love

Approximately 4o years ago two girls were out walking when a car stopped beside them. In the car were 4 boys, who asked the girls to get in for a ride. One of the girls wanted to see of any of the boys were cute, before she said yes, so she peeked in. She saw one, and got in and sat beside him. On the 30th of October that year, 1966, they became a couple. They were 14 and 16 at the time. Today they are 54 and 56, and are celebrating their 40th year as boyfriend/girlfriend. I am talking about my parents.

They have taught me so much about true love. The kind which even after years together, still can make you giggle and feel like you just met.

Dad calls home several times a day, and in the car on his way home. He can’t wait to get home to see my mum, that’s all… They are “always” together, and they hardly ever do anything without the other. I remember when my dad worked away from home like 7 years ago. At the day of his arrival, mum would dance around and sing: “My boyfriend is coming home, my boyfriend is coming home”. All while she smiled the biggest smile, and had a look of happiness and anticipation in her eyes. They have never been afraid to show us kids that they love and care for each other. We have always been able to see them kiss, hug and flirt with each other, and they still look like they are “giddy in love like two 18 year olds”. It’s wonderful! How do they keep the spark even after 40 years? Wow. I congratulate it and take my hat off, as this is hardly the norm these days. I am not saying they are the only ones who are like this, of course...
But one hears about so many couples who do stay together, but maybe for other reasons than the two of them as a couple. Perhaps for the sake of the kids, or for the sake of security, anxiety and “out of the habit of it”. But true passionate love, the lasting kind, is actually hard to find. So mum and dad; I love you, and thanks so much for letting me grow up in a home where love was obvious and where I was always allowed to be myself.

Meanwhile I am now holding the new The Who album in my hands, and it is playing on my computer. Aah! *Sighing and smiling like a fecking idiot.* But I cannot describe my gratitude to Pete for releasing the utterly desperate and amazing song; in the ether. I first heard it on “Basement Jam” last year, and it blew me away.

I went and said hi to Vegar today. Just a quick visit, as he was at work, and I was on my way to buy The Who. We are going out together nest Tuesday after school and work. Looking forward to it.

Really utterly annoyed that Viking lost 4-1 last night. I so don’t want them to play in "1. division." Yuk! But it looks bad.

I have this insane headache, it’s fucking killing me. I might lie down. I am sure it’s because of the lack of “the unmentionable”, aren’t you!? *lol*

This is mum and dad at their wedding day in 1972, two years before they had me.




Monsoon - looking for that lasting kind - (found him, but need to find new)