Continuing with the Thirty Days of Me theme, here's day three...My First Love
When I thought about this, my first thought was, "I suppose that's the guy I dated through most of high school." But I thought a little more and thought I'd go back a little further. When I was maybe 12 or 13, we lived across the street from this kid that was several years older than me. I think his name was John, but what I really remember was that I was just infatuated with him. He had the scruffy Bon Jovi hair style going and would spend hours in the street on his skateboard. He'd talk to me, but I doubt that he knew I had a crush on him. I don't remember if we moved first or if he did, but that was that. Not as juicy as the high school love huh, but a lot more innocent!
Hope everyone is having a blessed Sunday!