I'll try to keep this short.
When I was 13/14 years of age I had my first date. A lovely big eyed brown haired 13/14 year old girl who was cute as a button.
We kissed once on the cheek, and as I recall it was one of the most stressful moments of my young life. Our relationship lasted a summer as we went to different schools and eventually moved away and lost touch. My fondest memory was pretending to fall asleep with my head on her shoulder as we drove home in the back of my mom's car from a drive-in back in 1972/73
I recently signed up on facebook, and low and behold, this girls sister who now lives on the east coast found me in a matter of days, I was thrilled to here from her untill she told me that my cute little girlfriend died of breast cancer in 2001. I wrote her back and expressed my sympathy and told her about our short childhood romance.
She wrote me back, and what she said next has stuck with me like a cloud for the last three days.
She said, " Don, you have know idea how many times, (my sister) told the family about how you were her first true love over the years and that she never forgot you and always wondered what might have been." Then she went on to say how the family gathered around her when she passed and thanked me for remembering her sister with the fondness her sister would have wanted.
What has thrown me for a loop here, is that I never knew, never thought much about her after are little flirt, and wondered how many peoples live we touch in ways that we have absolutely no clue as to the emotional level of interest they may have that we don't recognize. I don't even know if I made my self clear here, but boy it got me to thinking over the past few days.
For the record, I wish I'd have been old enough to recognize her feelings, hope I haven't dragged you guys down to much...
When I was 13/14 years of age I had my first date. A lovely big eyed brown haired 13/14 year old girl who was cute as a button.
We kissed once on the cheek, and as I recall it was one of the most stressful moments of my young life. Our relationship lasted a summer as we went to different schools and eventually moved away and lost touch. My fondest memory was pretending to fall asleep with my head on her shoulder as we drove home in the back of my mom's car from a drive-in back in 1972/73
I recently signed up on facebook, and low and behold, this girls sister who now lives on the east coast found me in a matter of days, I was thrilled to here from her untill she told me that my cute little girlfriend died of breast cancer in 2001. I wrote her back and expressed my sympathy and told her about our short childhood romance.
She wrote me back, and what she said next has stuck with me like a cloud for the last three days.
She said, " Don, you have know idea how many times, (my sister) told the family about how you were her first true love over the years and that she never forgot you and always wondered what might have been." Then she went on to say how the family gathered around her when she passed and thanked me for remembering her sister with the fondness her sister would have wanted.
What has thrown me for a loop here, is that I never knew, never thought much about her after are little flirt, and wondered how many peoples live we touch in ways that we have absolutely no clue as to the emotional level of interest they may have that we don't recognize. I don't even know if I made my self clear here, but boy it got me to thinking over the past few days.
For the record, I wish I'd have been old enough to recognize her feelings, hope I haven't dragged you guys down to much...