Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Day 10, my first love

Discuss your first love and first kiss.

Well let's tackle the easier of the two. My first kiss... my first actual kiss to a boy not in my family was a family friend, we were playing hide-and-go-seek, we were 8 years old and we were hiding together in a closet. Terrible, I know. Thankfully we were good kids, and we were only 8, so it was just an innocent peck. I didn't kiss a boy again until I had one of my first boyfriends when I was 15. Even then, that was nothing to shout about. I didn't even see it coming.

My first love, the first person I felt I really loved was a boyfriend in high school. At the time I thought I would marry him, we were together a couple years. But, we are very different people, then and now, and I am glad that it didn't work out between us. We have very different lives, different ideals and beliefs, and we have both found happiness and love with our spouses and children.

What you think love is when you are 15 years old is quite different from what you find love to be as an adult. Thankfully I married a man who embodies the characteristics of love that I need (most of the time ;o)...)

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