Mom Dad I want to hear your story. How did you two meet?
We met at a coffee shop. I accidentally spilled my coffee on your dad/mom and we started talking while cleaning up the mess.
Mom, tell me your story. How did you meet Dad?
Well, son/daughter. I met your dad at a coffee shop. I was reading a book and he accidentally bumped into my table. We started talking and found out we had a lot in common.
Mom, tell me your story. How did you meet Dad?
Well, we met at a coffee shop. I was sitting there reading a book, and your dad accidentally bumped into my table while he was looking at his phone. He apologized, and we started talking. And that's how it all began.
Dad, tell me your story. How did you meet mom?
I met your mom at a library. I was looking for a book on history and she was right there in the same aisle. I accidentally bumped into her and when I looked into her eyes, I just knew she was special.
Mom Dad I want to hear your story. Can you share some interesting experiences from your youth?
Well, son/daughter. When I was your age, I participated in a school play. I was so nervous at first, but it turned out to be a great experience and I made a lot of friends through it.
Dad I want to hear your story. What is it all about?
Well, son/daughter. My story is about how I grew up in a small town. I used to play in the fields all day with my friends, fishing in the nearby stream, and climbing trees. It was a simple but happy life.
Mom I want to hear your story. What is it about?
Well, it's about when I was a young girl. I grew up in a small town. There was a beautiful meadow near my house where I used to play with my friends all day long. We would pick wildflowers and make daisy chains. It was such a carefree time.
Dad I want to hear your story. Can you start from the beginning?
Sure. I was born in a little house on the outskirts of the city. My parents were hardworking people. I remember the smell of my mother's cooking every day. As a kid, I loved reading books under the big oak tree in our yard.
Mom I want to hear your story. Where does it begin?
It begins in my childhood home. A small, cozy house with a big oak tree in the front yard. I have so many memories there, like baking cookies with my grandma in the kitchen.
Mum, tell me your story. How did you meet Dad?
I first saw your dad at a concert. He was standing not far from me, looking so passionate about the music. After the concert, we both happened to go to the same diner. We struck up a conversation and from there, our story began. It was a magical moment that led to so much more.
How did your mom cope when your dad left?
She was really strong. She just threw herself into her work. By focusing on her job, she could keep her mind off the pain and also earn enough to support the family. It was her way of showing that she could be independent.