Friday, July 13, 2012

Day 3: My First Love

For more information on the 30 day challenge, please read this post.  So far I feel like I am doing pretty well playing along... but I must remind myself that it is only day 3 and this could all change at any moment.

I will admit, I was not too excited about day 3's challenge.  I am not one that likes to live in or dwell on the past.  I will, however, do the challenge, regardless.

I am asked all the time whether the monkeys dad was my first love.  The truth is, no... he was not.  During the time that he and I were together, I thought I loved him.  And to some extent, I probably grew to love him, but not in the same sense.  I never realized this until I actually did fall in love for the first time, after our divorce.

I love this quote by Marilyn.  I find a lot of truth in it.  My first love, could do just this.  Kiss my forehead, or my cheek, and give me butterflies.  He could do the simplest things and make me fall in love with him over and over again.  This man does NOT know that he was my first true love, nor does he know that from time to time I still miss him and the fun that we had.

His name was Gary.  He was my first relationship after my divorce.  He meant the world to me, as did his kids.  We fell in love, we had our home, we played and played and played.  We loved watching movies and cuddling.  We loved watching sports together.  He taught me how to hit a bucket of balls at the driving range.  We talked about getting married.  We told our parents we were going to get married.  We talked about having a baby of our own.  We had an amazing run.

Then my life came crashing down.  Without giving too many details, things happened... we broke up and I moved out.  I was devastated.  I was not sure I could ever love again.  I didn't know if I even wanted to.

After the break up I did not date anyone for a long while.  I actually stayed in touch with Gary and his daughter for some time, and then even that tapered off.  I can't say to this day that I have ever loved someone as much as I loved him, but I do know that love like that is possible... because of him.

This year on my birthday, he found me on FB.  We have chatted a little since then.  Mostly the whole "how's life? How are the kids?" type of chat.  We have talked about maybe getting together sometime and catching up, but who knows?!  I guess I need to decide if that is truly something I want to do.

I know it's not much, but that is the story of my first love.

We will be back on Monday with Day 4.

Have a great weekend and happy Friday Monkey Manics!

1 comment:

  1. Hi Monkey Mom, Monkey Butt here and I too am a Mom. Just playing catch up on following some of my new followers, glad to have done so. First loves are a weird thing, it was a lifetime ago but I still have a special spot in my heart for my first love.