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I just love reading those stories of love reunions. You know the ones about high school sweethearts that reunite after 30, 40, 50 years. They usually show a picture of them at 17 years old and a picture of them together now. They look like two kids finding the prize at the bottom of the Cracker Jack Box. Especially back in the day when the prizes where good. Their eyes seem to be dancing. It's almost like the years in between didn't happen. It's like they didn't see each other for 3 days instead of 30 years.
I think we all like a story like that. It reminds us of that special someone that we had in our lives. That first love. The one that we learned what love is and what it can do to you. We remember the flutters in our stomach. The excitement of hearing their voice or holding their hands. The tears and the laughter. It's when we moved from one chapter of our life to another.
Those loves often get away. We are usually to young to be able handle a relationship like that. We have so much more living to do and lessons to learn to prepare us for our journey. I would like to believe that God had a reason, but I also know to well, that God lets us make our own choices. I know I choose my path in life. Some of the choices where good, some where a mistake and some where made just out of convenient's The convenient ones have been the hardest to live with. You know, the old story...if I only knew, what I know now...I would of......
I think those first loves sort of set the standard for those yet to come. We decide whether they measure up or not.
I know for myself that my first love was a tough act to follow. He was funny, kind and loved me totally. We where just kids but with adult hearts. We had one foot in adulthood and one in childhood. We moved in different directions and like so many others we kept the memories alive. We all have our stories to tell. We all have a little desire deep inside, hoping that someday we will meet again. Maybe run into each other somewhere. Say "Hi, you look good". "How has life treated you?" "I hope it has been kind to you." We truly still care about their well being. It's important to us that they are happy. After a while we will say "Good-bye" and return home to our families with soft memories of years gone by.
I am so grateful for the love of my youth. He helped me to become who I am today. Sure my life had it's moments but who I am was never lost. My way of loving and my sense of humor always remained. So if you see me on the street, you'll noticed I am a little shorter(bone loss), a little fatter(menopause), have a few lines on my face(worries and laughter), my hair might be a little lighter(covering up the gray)and my walk might not have the little bounce I once had(arthritis)but deep down I am the same girl that you once knew. That will never change.