Remember your first love? The one that got away? The one you kissed at the bus stop? Made out with in the basement? I LOVE love--finding it, missing it, embracing it. IT truly makes life worth while.
I met my first love on a Junior High Ski trip. I hadn't skied before, but that didn't stop me from plowing a Black Diamond. Within seconds, I knew I was in trouble. I lost control...crashing into the boy who would preoccupy most of my adolescent future.
There were lots of "firsts" with Craig: first kiss, first dance, first midnight movie, first concert (REO Speedwagon and Survivor). We were so innocent. In my mind, he will always be A-MAZ-ING!!
Even today, when I hear Sister Christian or Can't Fight This Feeling, I think of him. I still remember sitting on my blue flowered bed, clutching his white teddy bear, crying. We ended for stupid reasons. It was my choice. I regretted it.
As I worked through my grief (and he his), we went through a series of stages...one involving a radio request and dedication line...communicating back and forth through song. Something, I think, most girls can relate to.
If you've ever been in love, had your heart broken, or burst into tears over Against All Odds, you must, must, MUST listen to this podcast about Love and Heartbreak from This American Life (honestly, it's the creme de la creme of grieving).
Quick, pass me a wine cooler.
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I can so relate!
I was 14 when I had my first love too.
It's weird. I remember I hated when adults said, "you aren't in love - you don't even know what love is!"
I swore I would never grow up to be so naive and cynical.
However, I've gotten older and I can see their point.
But it's still not true a 14 year old can't fall in love.
A 14 year old knows what it is to be in love FOR A 14 YEAR OLD.
I'll never forget how my first relationship ended. I told the guy he treated his shit better. Lol. It wasn't even true, I just felt like guilt tripping him for some reason. His dad had recently divorced his mom and always gave him advice about how women were not to be trusted. That they would manipulate and guilt you forever. So our odds weren't very good to begin with.
It's amazing. I think I'll remember that for as long as I live.
Posted by: Saimz | 08/11/2011 at 10:38 AM