First Time

Do you remember the first time you realized you were in love? Do you remember the first time you said, “I love you” to someone besides a family member?

I do. In fact, I remember it down to the toenail polish I was wearing (bright coral). My trip back to Florida brought that moment into sharp focus; more than I thought it would. Funny, how the past sneaks up on you at the oddest moments.

The fairy tale part of the story? We bought the place and planned forever there. The reality? While I still own the house, I lost the man. And, I’m okay with that. Every now and then, I still miss my best friend. But, I think I’d miss the people in my life today even more. Gotta love perspective

Posted by Vegasbab on January 27th, 2009 Posted in Event, Personal

3 Comments

Whiskey Notes and Parachuting Fish » Insights says:

January 5, 2010 at 12:29 pm

[…] why. I wish I could better articulate why. I mean, why choose losing your virginity over the first time you said, “I love you” and meant it? Maybe I’m not such a romantic sap after all […]

Whiskey Notes and Parachuting Fish » Life is a Highway says:

June 8, 2010 at 9:55 pm

[…] Matt came into my life to teach me about first loves. He also taught me that white picket fence realities weren’t real. […]

Whiskey Notes and Parachuting Fish » Life Occasions says:

February 4, 2011 at 7:59 pm

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