First love.
Those two words conjure so much possibility in the young and stoke memories in the young-at-heart. So much excitement. So much hope. There’s nothing more compelling than new love, nothing like that first fierce falling. First love often comes sudden and sweet, hitting like a breathless dagger, sharp with longing.
Sarah Collier learns at fifteen the sorrow of a hungry heart when she makes a fool of herself in front of the whole town of Twilight as she tries to stop the man she loves from marrying another woman.
When I wrote that opening scene I thought of every teen who had ever loved amiss and in it I felt her shame. But unlike many of us, Sarah gets a second chance at her first love. It’s a romantic and enduring notion””the idea that first love never really dies””and I had a lot of fun exploring that in The First Love Cookie Club.
So what about you? Do you ever think about your first love? Are the memories happy or melancholy? Do you ever think, “what if”? Or did you marry your first love and live happily ever after? Or if you’ve yet to meet that first love, what are your favorite “first love” romance stories?
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I don’t think I actually fell ‘in love’ until I met my husband. I dated a few guys and was in a relationship for several years before I met him. The funny thing is, I actually ‘knew’ when I met my husband that he was the ‘one’. He knew, too. We got married six months after we first met and have been happily married for 15 years. Yes, I think we have a ‘happily ever after’ to our story.
Do I ever think about my other ‘loves’? Yes, I do. Do I wonder what if? Yes and I thank goodness that I didn’t!
This first man I ever fell in love with is still an ache in my heart. I wouldn’t want to not have had the experience, or to rekindle the flame, what I have now, real love, is so much more important. Yet, it is still an ache.
Ah. My first love was a roller coaster relationship; I fled it a month before we were to marry, and sold my wedding dress so I could get myself an apartment and find out who I was. Though we were in love, our dynamic was all wrong… he possessed me, and I was losing myself. It was strange, many years after, meeting him again, and realizing how my life would have been different if I’d taken that road instead of the one I took. I’m glad I chose myself.
My first love was when I was 2 1/2 and he was 5. We would do everything together. It was so much better then having a female friend. We would go for walks. We would just have fun playing together and having fun. I just admired him so much. Then my family moved a way. When I was fourteen we went back to Tennessee for my brothers wedding and I asked my mother if we could go visit the old neighborhood. He was working at a PGA Tour. I didn’t get to see him. I still wrote to him we kept in touch until he graduated from high school. I haven’t heard from him since. Which is fine I had moved on a long time ago.
I’ve been thinking about my first love alot these days since our paths have crossed and I’m seperated from my husband. We talk but not rushing into what we had a long time ago. I need time alone before I go back into his arms. Its just nice to get things off my chest and he’s a good friend, right now, thats what I need is a friend. We always could communicate well and had respect for each other. Its really a nice feeling to know that he never stopped loving me even when he was married and now he’s not, and I’m getting out of my marriage, but thats the way it was when I met him, we became friends first than lovers. So will see what the future brings in the coming year.
Heaven help me, it’s been so long now! I thought I was in love when I first started college, but it was more the idea of love-I’m free to choose and I choose this guy to love, he loves me too. Thankfully, my mom quietly asked me a few questions, and I came to my senses. When I met my real love, the forever guy, it was good, and we developed into great.
I did get another chance at my first love… and I ran like my tail was on fire! I was 15; he was 18–tall, good looking, with a car and a job, and a wandering eye.
He fathered a child with another girl and I was crushed. He came back 3 years later (when I was legal) and I told him to hit the road. He called 10 years after that and scared me enough to inspire a short stalker story.
Very, very glad I didn’t end up with him and still waiting for my true love. : )
What a fun thing to post on (for some of us anyway!). I almost married my first love then decided I needed to check for greener grass. I found it though I met back up with the first about 15 years ago and we’ve been internet friends ever since. I’m pretty sure I’ll always love him just a bit but think we both made the right decisions.
I took a gamble when I met the love of my life, and I lost. When you love someone truly, madly, deeply, the relationship may not last. The love will last forever. I’d take the same gamble every time just to love and be loved that way in return. I have come to believe that our “fate or luck†is determined by our choices. Once we make a choice, the fate that was predetermined by that choice will then follow through. However, I strongly believe in first love and second chances. Once that true love is embedded in your heart, it is there to stay. No matter how you try to deny it, or work around it, it is immovable. True love partners, separated for whatever reason, can come back together in one heck of a roller coaster ride. Fun for them and a blast for the reader! I love romances where people grow as individuals as they grow together as a couple. Your soulmate is worth a lifetime wait : )
Thanks for sharing your stories. My first love broke my heart and I made a lot of bad life decisions after that and ended up married to the wrong guy. But it all has a happy ending, because I found my Prince Charming later in life and he’s the best thing that ever happened to me.
Virginia,
What a lovely sentiment! Thank you for sharing that!
I married my ‘first love’ but it didn’t end well. We divorced after about 4 years together. Now, many, many years later, I think about him sometimes and think ‘what if’. Wat if we only knew then what we know now, we would still be married. And I’m sure he knows more now too. But don’t they say hindsight is 20/20?
I think about my first love because he was such a well rounded person but I knew from the start it wouldn’t last because he was Mormon and I wasn’t .You should only convert if you really believe in a certain relegion no matter how wonderful the guy is.
LORI’S BOOKS AND COVERS ARE SO REALISTIC! THOSE COOKIES ARE CALLING ME!! LOL
Although I had some emotional highs and lows during my teenage years I don’t think I had that true love type of relationship that broke my heart.
My first love was a boy from grammar school, I think we were in fifth grade. He would annoy me by snapping my bra in class and I would pal around with him and another friend after school. I really don’t think of what could have been, way to long ago, but I would like to see how his life turned out. I know I’m happy with my life:-)
Like you Lori, my first love broke my heart. I lived in a rough neighborhood and was considered very goody-goody…didn’t sleep around, didn’t sleep with anyone, and didn’t party. Unbeknownst to me, there was a bet to see who could “get” my virginity. Once I slept with my first love, he broke it off with a lousy excuse of being in love with his ex-girlfriend. However, I then saw him with another girl a few days later and found out about the bet. I felt as if someone had taken my heart, ripped it out of my chest, and crushed it. I prayed and prayed that I could get him back. I am not sure why. I ended up moving away and meeting my husband in another state…and that is another remarkable story that could be shared at a later date. 🙂
I did not marry my first love. I think of him alot even though I am now maried with four kids. My husband is my best friend and I have no regrets in marrying him, But my first love was the person I truly thought I would marry and life’s twists and turns got in the way.
There is always that what if in the back of my mind, but I truly believe life truns out the way it is for a reason.
My first love was after I graduated. I ended up breaking it off because he started to drink too much. Saw him years after I was married and he told me about 2 years after I left he went into the Army and because a nurse – ha! Couple years ago I had a heart attack and in the hospital I was on his floor and he was head nurse. Too bad he is married…….
I don’t think about my first love. To be honest, I think people change so much that what was appealing years ago may get on ones nerves today! Look to the future, I say.
the story of my first love and I could fill a book of it’s own. So I will try to give you the short version. I was 25 and owned a video store in Florida. One night this guy came in to open an account and rent a movie. She was new to the area and stayed a while talking to me. He started to be a regular and come in daily. I found him to be quite annoying and couldn’t wait for him to leave. One night I was closing upand he was still hanging around, He leaned across the counter, grabbed me and kissed me, It is still the best kiss I ever had to this day. We dated for a while, becoming the best of friends as well as lovers. But because of things I will not get into, he moved away back home up north. I was devastated. We kept in touch but both started to move on with our lives. Seven years later, I decided to try to track him down on the internet. I found his address was the one I had from years ago. I took a chance and wrote him a letter. He emailed me and we begane to catch up. I found out he had been trying to find me as well. I wnet to visit him up morth and it was like time had stood still for those 7 years. Wewere like best friends once again. I got closure on our romantic past and we vowed to never lose touch again. Fast forward another 6 years,and he and I got together again for my 39th birthday weekend. We have both been in other relationships each, but we still are in constant touch via phone or email.To this day, he still remains one of my very best friends and my mother swears he is my soul mate and someday we will be together again for goood. I don’t know about that, but I know I never want to lose one of the best people in my life ever again.
Back in 1965 things were a lot different in young adult relationships. I think I was my first love’s first love. He got drafted and went to Viet Nam. When he came back, he didn’t come back to me. I guess he grew up in a hurry and left me behind. I still think of him now and then. What if…
I met my first and only love several years ago. I knew at the time that this was the man that I wanted to spend my life with and that this relationship was beshert. My heart and soul belong to this wonderful and special person. We married two years ago and I know that this is forevermore.
My first love – Gee that was in ’74 & I was 16, him, same age. After schl, we went down to Tampa (grew up in VA). We gradually grew apart due to want’g diff things outta life. He moved out to CA & I returned to VA.About a yr ago, I spied him, (I think) on facebk. I did send him a msg, (Did u grew up in ???)that’s all,but never got a reply. I suspect he NEVER bothers w/ Facebk, ‘cept that 1 time. Also his address was back in Fla. I think I’ve viewed his info on those pay $19.95 sites for MORE info. But dont wish to pay the $$$ AND girls, I dont want to seem like a stalker either. For today, I am happily married for 20 yrs to Hubby #2 & have 2 teen dughtrs. Wow, what a memory!
My first love was a crazy roller coaster of love, lust and infatuation when I was in the 10th grade. Sal was a good looking smooth talking musician who was a year older than I was. He was the older brother of a friend and when I fell for him I fell hard.
I actually did date Sal a couple of times but I wasn’t his type of girl so I spent several months pining for something I couldn’t have and in the end didn’t really want, but while I was feeling the white hot burn of first love I experienced emotions I have never felt again. I have to laugh, 37 years have passed and I have loved, lost and loved many times but there was nothing like that blazing inferno, fueled by young hormones, for Sal.
Ciao,
Ardee-ann
Hi,
I was in 7th grade and he was senior. His parents were active in our church and his mom was my Sunday School teacher, so we used to go over to their house for activities. He was always there and I always made a fool of myself. My parents hired him to paint our house one summer and I followed him all over. When he came back from college he taught our youth group and I weekly made a fool of myself. He got married while I was in college. Recently we met on Facebook. Sometimes I wonder what if, but I like my life and don’t really want it to be different.
I started dating my first love in high school at the age of 14. We got married on Nov. 3, 1962, after I had graduated in June. We have been married almost 48 years! He is the love of my life and I can’t imagine what life would be like without him in it. We have 2 grown children,4 grandchildren and 4 great grandchildren.
I never really had a first love. When I was just starting high school, we started moving to different cities(I went to four different high schools in my last three years) so I was never able to connect with a first love. I became very adaptable, that’s for sure.
do i remember my first love, oh yes, i have even gone as far as to google his name but no luck! he was so determined we were going to get married!! i was barely 16 and finally finding myself so there was no way i was ready for that commitment.
The first time I saw him, he was standing by a copy machine wearing khaki pants and a yellow button down shirt. My first thought was “I am going to marry this man someday.” Why I thought that? I have no idea. Well, 5 years and lots of craziness later, we were married. And, we are still crazy in love.
I remember my first love, he was wonderful. But he wanted to get so serious so fast it scared me. But we both are happy with the people that we ended up with and are still friends when we run into each other.
I’m so excited about this book. I already pre-ordered mine and can’t wait to get it. I haven’t had that “true love” moment yet, maybe that’s why I enjoy reading romance so much. I think my favorite books are the ones that really demonstrate the hero and heroine love and accept the other for who they are — strengths and weaknesses — and not who they “might change” into.
It’s true that you never forget your first love and every so often I do think of what might of been. Can’t dwell on these things because you can’t change the past.
I had people I thought i was in love with wasnt Untill the alst 10 yrs that i found true love not just the love that really isnt love at all. I do look back and wonder why then and how come I didnt try harder ect but it all boils down to one thing i could only try as hard as anyone it just wasnt in the cards for me to be with them and honestly I have no regrets I adore my fiancee our children the whole shabang and if it wasnt for the first I thought it was loves id never know the differance
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My first true love is still my true love after 47 years. My hubby. We married at 16 and 17 and life has been good. I can write a story of our life. I am pleased to have been with him all these years. susan Leech
He picked me up from the airport. I boarded with his family. We fell in love. He was my first love. Got married. Still happily married many years later. Never better.
My first love’s name was Austin…and it broke my heart when we broke up, then we were friend just hanging out and then we moved apart and lost contact. Then when I was about 18 I found him again and we talk about getting together but that only lasted until he met someone at the gym, but such is life. He got married and had two beautiful girls and I got married and had two beautiful kids, but we are still the best of friends and we keep intouch everyday on facebook.
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I married my first true love too, and we’ve been together for 35 years. Lots of crazy years, some sad, some totally amazing, with lots of love and laughter, and two wonderful boys to show for it.
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My first love – THANK God things never worked out between us. My first love was with a very close friend and although we’ve been friends for 30 years now I’m so grateful that it never worked. He still lives with his mom, doesn’t pay rent, doesn’t do his own laundry, holds a part time job and is addicted to pain killers.
My Dad, an assistant DA, ended up putting my first love in jail. But it was a year or two after we had broken up :). True story!
I met my first true love while in art class in high school, I was 15 at the time and he was 18. We started out as good friends and over a period of a year it turned into so much more. I have been happily married to him for 36 years now. We raised 4 beautiful children together and now have 9 grandchildren and we still love each other just as passionately as we did years ago.
My first love was unrequited. He was my best friend’s brother & he was “going steady” with the “loose” girl from a rival school! I was such a goody two-shoes, the last thing in the world I was thinking about at the age of 15 was “that.” To me, romance was holding hands, walking in the autumn leaves, & having your boyfriend put his arm around you at the movies (not the drive-in) & sneaking in a kiss! I somehow talked him into meeting me at the Chicago concert (you know, Color My World, Wishing You Were Here). I’d gotten 2 tickets with my babysitting money because I knew it was his favorite band. We went, sat in the fifth row, & kissed throughout the whole concert! But alas, it was not to be. He did end up breaking up with the “loose” girl, but he & I never got together. But I’m still friends with his sister & always think of him fondly!
Danielle,
How heartbreaking! Omigosh, that must have been so wretched for you. Hugs!
Maureen,
You escaped unscathed. Lucky you!
These stories are almost as delicious as cookies! Keep ’em coming!
Lori
Two of my male cousins introduced me to my future husband on a blind date. Six months later we got married and 34 years later we are still together!
I was lucky to have meet my first love and soulmate at 15. 31 years later we are still together and just as much in love.
My experienced with first love is a very happy one. Started dating him my sophmore year in high school and 13 years later we are married with 2 kids 🙂 He is and always will be my high school sweetheart!
I sometimes wonder what it would be like to day if I had stayed with my first love. We were so happy, I was 17 and he was 20. The young are so foolish, he had given me an engagement ring so when I finished school we were going to get married. I had to have major surgery and was in the hopital for 16 days. He said he couldn’t come to see me because he was going out of town for 1 month to visit relatives and I thought he should have been here with me so I broke up with him. I have never seen him since, but you never know what life has in store for you. I would not have my 2 wonderful sons,2 great granddaughters and 1 grandson now. My marriage to my kids father wasn’t very good or lasted long and I sometimes wonder what my life would have been like if I had been more mature back then. Oh well there is no going back so I am happy with my life as it is now.
My first real love lasted two weeks. After we married, it lasted exactly 12 hours. When I was in the Air Force in the ’70s, I met a hunky man nicknamed Frenchy, full name Lloyd Estrada. He said he was Frech-Canadian, and had the thickest blackest hair imaginable. We instantly took to each other and when he sang the Jazz great, “Down By The River” to me one night, I fell head-over-heels, sappy in love, planning a wonderful future. Two weeks later, we married and were at his friends that night. About midnight, someone knocked on the apartment door. It was the Bellville, Illinois, police coming to arrest him. His friends, who had a new baby, turned him in for the reward to buy formula and diapers. His real name wasn’t Lloyd Estrada and he was a walk-away from a prison workfarm in California. I cried and didn’t eat for two weeks. He was eventually taken back to California, and I was left alone in my grief with just a picture and the sleeping bag he left behind, his glorious scent heavy on it. I slept in it, smelling him there, pretending…Even though the marriage was under a phoney name, I was advised by Air Force lawyers to get it annuled. A year later, he came back to me, to get his sleeping bag, another blonde who looked just like me on his arm. I gave it to him and said an emotionless goodbye. As far as I can tell, I will never love another man with the depth and finality as I loved Frenchy. I love my current husband of almost 38 years, but not like I loved the scum, Frenchy. God forsaw better things for me, I’m sure because I have a stable home and two sons with a career I enjoy.
My poor first love. We were childhood sweethearts. I moved away from him when I was a teenager, but we kept in touch for years and years. I wrote to him like he was my own personal journal. He cried when I wrote about all my heartaches and trials, and he laughed when I told about my exploits. We never got back together and I found out later that he had been waiting for me all those years, not allowing himself to be happy in case I found my way back to him. When I found out about it, I told him to stop waiting for me and find his happiness, as I found mine in my hubby. He eventually did. I regret putting him through so much over the years.
My first love was when I was 16, he was 7 years older and my dad was his First Sgt. It was love at first sight for me and when he asked me out on a date I was elated, my dad, on the other hand wasn’t. Needless to say we started dating, and a few months later Bob asked me to marry him. Boy, you should have seen my dad then. People said it wouldn’t work, it wouldn’t last. I was really deep in love like I had never felt in my life. I said I could finish my last year of school after marriage and would keep my promise. Daddy finally agreed and Bob wanted a Church wedding. He said he wanted to see me walk down the aisle. I will never forget that day, he was so nervous, he almost pulled the whole veil off my face when he kissed me. Needless to say, we made it work, no matter what society said. Unfortunately, after our three girls were grown and married he got cancer and I lost him. I will never forget the last 33 days that I got to share with him, or all the wonderful years we had together, as husband and wife. Last week, I had to part with the last vehicle that he and I had to purchase before he became very ill. I have to admit, I hated parting with that van, it was like letting go of Bob. I actually cried for two days because it was like I was really saying goodbye to him. I realize no one will probably understand this, but my love for him was really deep and still is. Bob has been gone over five years now, and I still feel that deep love for him like the first time I saw his face. I don’t think I will ever forget that first time I ever saw his lovely eyes and felt my heart flutter. Okay, that was my special moment I wanted to share.
I married my first love, but did not live happily ever after. He started drinking and I divorced him after 9 years.
My first love still lives in the hometown I grew up in Illinois. We had been in kidergarten together and all the way through high school. We started to date our feeshman year but I something happened to our special bond. I can remember the moment when we broke up as if it was today, it was in a park and when we all of our friends got together for a picnic. I was back home several years ago when my mother died and ran into him a the funeral. He never got married and has no children. As for me I have been married with four children. I think of him often and wondered what would have happened if we stayed together.
Hey Lori! It was great to see you Saturday at DARA.
I do remember my first love fondly and often wonder “what if”. However, now that I have three great kids, two great in-laws and four…soon to be five…terrific grandkids, I have to think it was all for the best the way things turned out. 🙂
This song comes on the radio every holiday season and I always think of my first love 🙂
Same Old Lang Syne – Dan Fogelberg
Met my old lover in the grocery store
The snow was falling Christmas Eve
I stole behind her in the frozen foods
And I touched her on the sleeve
She didn’t recognize the face at first
But then her eyes flew open wide
She went to hug me and she spilled her purse
And we laughed until we cried
We took her groceries to the checkout stand
The food was totaled up and bagged
We stood there lost in our embarrassment
As the conversation dragged
We went to have ourselves a drink or two
But couldn’t find an open bar
We bought a six pack at the liquor store
And we drank it in her car
CHORUS:
We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to now
We tried to reach beyond the emptiness
But neither one knew how
She said she’d married her an architect
Who kept her warm and safe and dry
She would’ve liked to said she loved the man
But she didn’t like to lie
I said the years had been a friend to her
And that her eyes were still as blue
But in those eyes I wasn’t sure if I
Saw doubt or gratitude
She said she saw me in the record store
And that I must be doing well
I said the audience was heavenly
But the traveling was hell
CHORUS
We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to time
Living in our eloquence
Another auld lang syne
The beer was empty and our tongues were tired
And running out of things to say
She gave a kiss to me as I got out
And I watched her drive away
Just for a moment I was back at school
And felt that old familiar pain
And as I turned to make my way back home
The snow turned into rain
I met my first love at a party for a mutual friend where he was the driver (my date didn’t drive). He called me the next day & came over for the “folks” required meeting of the “new” guy. I liked the way he treated my little nieces,( gently kindly)not the big tough guy way of brushing them off. We married (they told us we were too young & we were!) But 53 years later he’s still my “love”.
I fell hard for a guy my first year of college. Being very shy it took me from Sept until May to finally get a date with him before school ended that year. We had a couple of dates and it ended, me of course broken hearted. I always wondered what happened to him. As it turned out I now work at the same college where we first met.Last year at function I saw a man (this is 30 years later) that I thought was him. I saw someone I knew speak with him and sure enough it was him. He as it turned out has been a professor at the same college for about 20 years. I spoke with him for just a moment and was glad that he was doing fine. Small world. Oh, about 5 years after the “broken heart incident” I met my husband and life is good.
Hi! My first love was the summer between 2nd and 3rd grade. I still remember his name. We met in summer school for the gifted. He sat next to me & told me I was funny & fun to sit by. Blonde hair & glasses. I also remember his sad face when we waved goodbye for the last time. I was on the bus home. I never saw him again, but I’ll never forget his name,what he looked like or how good he made me feel. 🙂
I met my first love at a church camp. He was 17 and I was 16. We had a “long distance” relationship all through my senior year. He joined the Coast Guard and I went with his parents to visit him on Spring Break. He bragged about how many of the officer’s wives he had bedded. I realized then he wasn’t what I thought he was and had wasted my whole senior year. I’ve had two wonderful men in my life since then, the first, the father of my children. We went our separate ways after 22 years. The second, my best friend and soul mate for 27 years. They are both dead now. I’m thankful for both of them. They each brought meaning to my life.
I married my first love in 1966 and 5 kids, 6 grandkids later we are still happily married. We have grown and matured together and met many challenges in the years that we have been together. We are now both retired and life is different but still very exciting every day. I hope that we will be able to live many more years together.
I do think of my first love occasionally. He broke my heart and my feelings are melancholy when I think of him.
Oh yes I remember my first love! I was fourteen years old and went to a lot to teen parties where he was at. We played all the kissing game and everthing, he was an awesome kisser! My first love never went anywhere I think it was just one sided! We went through highschool and then he went in the navy. I ran into him late in life in my mid twenties, and would have dated him but it never went anywhere then. I will have to say he broke my heart for the first time. My second love broke my heart also and I think it was worse the second time around. I finaly married a man at the age of 28 and am still with him today, but I will never forget the two men that broke my heart the first and second time and I still think about them from time to time. Young love is it worth the heartach!
My first love, I married but it only last 4 years. I love to look at that experience as finding out who I was and what my boundaries were. I learned much with that experience and am grateful for it.
It’s funny how when you’re in high school and you “fall in love” and you think this is it, this is everything I could ever wish for. Then you move on and like me meet your soul mate, your real true love and build a life together. Well years pass and that love builds but it is always fun to go back to that innocent young place and remember…. 🙂
It’s my second love that I still wonder about, but not what if. I wonder how he ended up. Is he happy, etc.?
Cherokee…that is such a bittersweet story. I understand about the whole deep love feeling. I feel that way with my husband. Due to his birthmarks he could die at any moment (at least according to the doctor’s). So I live each and every day like it is our last. I can understand the heartbreak of giving up that van. I am so sorry to hear that. Sending you a humungous hug through the computer!
I think about my first “puppy” love and think how romantic our first time was…then i really look back and realize ugh it was in the grass near a lake because it was what wa available at the time..but he sure was cute in the late 80’s with long 80’s band hair now his bald with a beer gut…20the hs reunion…sure I had changed my self but…still just not as romantic as i thought….but yet I still read about love and try to capture that feeling///i guess i will never know what true love is…sigh
Quilt Lady,
What is it about those first loves that we can’t shake no matter how happy we end up?
Lori
Jean M,
Awwww, what an awesome story.
Lori
I think of the Garth Brook’s song Unanswered Prayers.
Believe it or not my first love was when I was five. For years I didn’t say it was love because I was just so young I didn’t think it could be. The first moment I met him I wanted to know him. I wanted to be his best friend, for him to share everything with me, to just always be with me. I would smile everytime I saw him and I always just knew when he was near. He use to ask me all the time “do you like me?” I, being very shy always blushed and said no but the truth is I liked him for over thirteen years. I moved away then and I still thought about him every night and every day. I still think about him when there isn’t another man in my life, always wondering “what if” because after many years I still have never found anything nearly as powerful so I have finally named it love. My first love.
My first love picked me out of a college swimming class and asked to be introduced, so our first date was practically a blind date. A week later, after seeing him every day, he asked me to marry him. That was 58 years ago. See why I’m a firm believer in romance?
Toni Noel
I met my first love while he was in the Marines, 6 months later we were married. That will be 36 years ago this coming January. I can’t imagine my life without him and am very glad I didn’t listen to the nay sayers who said we didn’t know each other well enough. That’s been part of the adventure that keeps us going, there’s still things we are learning about each other and so far it’s all good!
I met my first love when I was 16, and he was 25. When I was 21 we married, and 9 years later our son was born on my 30th birthday!
We have been through so much together; all the ups and downs, the highs and lows, but are still very much in love 38 years later. It hasn’t always been an easy road, but we muddled our way through it the best we could and we made it 🙂
We pretty much grew up together, learning about life as we went along, and had a great time experiencing all that life has to offer.
He is my best friend and I still love doing things with him. Whether it is going out to dinner, sitting on the beach watching the sunset, sitting at Starbuck’s drinking coffee or just sitting on the couch watching tv, we still love spending time together after all these years.
My first love was at 16. We dated for over a year and eventually broke up before my senior year. I’ve wondered on and off over the years what happened to him. I have no idea where he is or what he is doing. I married my love 26 years ago and he is the one that keeps my heart going.
Just recently found out where my ‘first love’ was and what became of him since I was pulled unhappily to another state ~ I was 15, he was 17 ~ Am still wondering ‘what if’ even though I’ve now been married 30 years. And doesn’t it just figure I was one to make a fool of myself in front of everyone –
SQQQQQQQQUUUUUUUEEEEEEE!! I GOT IT! I GOT IT!! OH BOY OH BOY!!
When I remember my first love I thank my lucky stars that it didn’t work out. What was I thinking???
You know it is funny when you think about your first love. Mine was the boy I had a huge crush on my junior year of high school. I finally got to date him the first couple weeks my senior year. He was down at college. I used to think that it was unfortunate, but God had better plans for me. I married a wonderful man I met in college and we have 3 beautiful children. I will always be grateful for that.
My first love was rough. However, still keep in touch as his sister & I have been friends for 35 years!
My first love is my husband. Met him in church when I was sixteen. Married him 5 months later. (I have a thing for cowboys!) We have been married for 49 years and counting. Must have been meant to be or we wouldn’t still be together. 🙂
I didn’t marry my first or second love. I married my third love,and have never regretted it for one minute. We’ve been through so much together. The most recent was 4 yrs ago (this very month) when I was diagnosed with colon cancer. Randy stepped up to the plate in ways I never would have imagined. He was literally my eyes, ears, lips, my chief cook and bottlewasher. He assumed animal duties and basically did everything around the house that I didn’t and couldn’t have the strength to do. For 9 months he took me to every doc appt, chemo visit, you name it he did it, then managed to still work 40 hours a week and be a house husband. Without him, I don’t know that I would have had the strength to fight back against this horrible disease.
My first real love is married now as I am. He has has two grown shildren and not sure about grandkids. I did meet him in the grocery store once like the Fogerty song. It was awkward after so many years. But ths old feelings do linger somewhere in the back of your mind, I do admit. Now I’m married for 27 years, late marrying (maybe not by today’s standards). I honestly can’t think what it would be like otherwise.
Bobbye
Oh Cherokee, my heart is breaking. What a tender, wonderful, sad story. Thank you for sharing it with us.
Amy,
Unanswewred prayers. :>
I am loving these stories! Keep it up.
Thinking about what could have been is always better than reality. I married my first love at 18. We have been married for 41 years but it is far from what I imagined it to be.
My first love and first kiss was from the boy next door. I still see him from time to time and he’s still a good guy!
When I was 13 I moved from Oklahoma City to a very small town in Arkansas. My first love took my breath away. For whatever reason my mom gave me a list of rules to follow at school. One of the rules was “No Kissing” at school. I never would have thought about kissing at school. Anyways, we had an open campus so we could go uptown for lunch, mind you, the town was only two blocks long, Eddie and I had walked uptown for lunch and had just come back to the edge of the campus. We stopped, he looked into my eyes, he leaned down to give me my first kiss…when I stopped him and told him, that my mama said I wasn’t allowed to kiss at school! He died laughing…I thought that was the end of that romance. I haven’t seen him in almost 30 years, but I will always remember him!
I haven’t thought about my first love in years & years! It was just as well that it didn’t work out, I’m married to an awesome guy now. Maybe I’ll see if he’s on Facebook. 🙂
It’s more lust than anything else. I’m not the type of person to wonder “what if”. So, since it’s not love, the romance books that are among my favorite are anything by Sandra Brown or Linda Lael Miller.
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I think of my first love frequently especially since we went out for 7 years. But although I may get sad about it having past I know it was the right thing!
I have always wondered if I would have married my first love if I have taken a chance to trust him instead of fear of parents forbidding me from seeing him and the fear of intimacy due to some skeleton in the closet.
Its seems that all new loves are compared to that first true love, and is never quite as sweet.
I love cookies, even the word brings pleasant feelings, what a great prize. I was in 8th grade, he was in 9th. Long straight brown hair and green eyes, not too many boys had long hair yet. I was smitten. A friend introduced us and we went steady for a couple of weeks, I’ll never forget him.
I had a foreign exchange student from England live with our family for a year when I was in high school. I went to visit her when I graduated and I met my future husband at a wedding I attended while there. It was his sisters wedding and he loves to tell this story: His Mom was going to cut some guests from the wedding list as it was too long and she told her daughter that my friend and I were going to be cut from the list. She told my husband that her Mom was going to take the “American Bird” off the list so he paid 30 schillings for each of us so that we could stay on the list. So it goes that we met at the wedding and then went dancing at a disco later that night. We danced to “When a Man Loves a Woman” by Percy Sledge and started dating for the next 3 months until I went home in September. I had to find him a job so he could get a visa to come to the U.S. He came the following February and we were married in July. Well, that was 43 1/2 years ago and we are still together! We still consider that song “our song” after all these years! We have two children who are grown and have families of their own. Between them we have 5 grandchildren. He became a U.S. citizen on the 200th anniversary of this country’s independence from England! He definitely considers the USA his home now! Whenever we visit England, he is always glad to get home to the U.S. again.
We drove over two hundred miles today to visit a very ill general, so I am very late getting on the net. Glad I found this.
I married my first love, but it was years after we first met. We met in church when we were in Junior High School; but there was high school and college for both of us before wedding bells. First love can withstand long waits and it was my first love driving the car to visit the general today.
My first love – when i was in 1st grade – 6 or so – his name was Eddie. He’d come over and we’d play theses silly games outside. We had this little kid sized picnic table that we liked to climb on top of. We’d play King of the Hill, Cowboys and Indians – i was always an indian, and there was this one we’d play where he was a fisherman and i was a fish of some kind – and he’d try to “catch” me on his fishing line. Not that he had a real reel or anything it was all make believe – i thought he was so awesome. He later moved away and i never saw him again. I remember him being my first boyfriend. mmmmmm young love. Thanks for bringing back that memory.
I do think about my first love. We were engaged four times in eight years but it never worked out to go beyond that. His mother actually told me that I was too good for her son. I have always wondered what would have happened if we did get married. We are friends on Facebook now.
First love: I was in high school and fell in love with my girlfriend’s cousin…a guy in the Navy. We dated when he was in town, and I asked him to my prom. Right before the prom, he called and said he didn’t think he could come. I was so upset…and my parents decided I had to go so my brother would go with me! Upset and embarrassed, I agreed to go.
I didn’t know that my sailor had called to say he would be there…my family kept it a secret. When he showed up, I was angry, happy, and confused at the same time!
We went to the prom and had a wonderful time. We spent the next day with friends and our parting kiss was magical.
For some strange reason, I never heard from him again…no call, letter, nothing. I was brokenhearted that my first love experience turned sour…and I never knew why. Even his cousin (my friend) couldn’t get an answer from him.
sure I think of my first love every now and then; someone other than me had a hand in breaking us up. I have wondered about what would have happened if we had kept on dating and so on.
AAhh yes first love ,Met him at a high school track meet. Sometimes I do wonder where he is today and if he has kids and is doing well and happy. Then I think of another high school crush and how just as I was about to get married in college, he moved back to town and showed interest, that one I think what if. I try not to think of the what if’s because then I would not have the kids I have now.
Zina
My first love had enlisted in the air force prior to meeting me, and was scheduled to go to basic training camp two weeks after we started seeing each other. We maintained a long distance relationship for a while, but I was 18 and in college, and I was too young. I broke up with him when he started hinting at engagement rings. I always wonder how things would have turned out if we had stayed together…
I was 17, and I saw my first love on July 4th, I still remember the moment I saw him standing there. I was in the car with my mother and I looked at her and told her I was going to marry him! She told me “I don’t even know him” LOL Well for 2 weeks and 2 days I “searched” for him… LOL it wasn’t until an evening I was going to the store, and I saw him in front of his house. I stopped to talk to him (something I wouldn’t have normally done) We talked and then we started to date on July 24th. We got married 2 months later on October 5th. We have now been married for 23 years, with 3 beautiful girls! (Something I found out in about my 10th year of marriage, he told me that apparently he saw me when I was “searching” for him, he was with a friend and he told his friend… he wanted to get to know me!) So I believe we are meant to be with each other… Neither of us planned to get married at a young age…. We did but we don’t know how we did…because it went so fast… no one can remember who ask the other in hand of marriage…. But it doesn’t matter because we love each other and will till death do us part.
Cookies would make it sweeter each month! 🙂
I had a wonderful first love. I wanted to marry him even though I was only 15 when it ended. We stayed friends and then got back together and it didn’t end so well. I always wished we would have stayed friends. But he was a great boyfriend and I had a wonderful first love experience. I’ll never forget it, But I met my true love on my 16th birthday and two months later we had are first date and the dates never ended! We’ve never spent a day apart since Sept 7, 1989 and now we just had our 18th wedding anniversary. I feel so blessed to have found someone so wonderful so young. We’re still in Love and are best friends too. Life with Jeff is so easy. because we just never get tired of each other and we never fight. It’s just so good! I’m so looking forward to the day he can retire and we can travel around the country in an RV and be together 24/7! Thanks for letting me share my love story.
I was a HS drill team senior & very shy. He was a football player, popular, with a “posse.” He approached me, started walking me to my classes, & every where I went one of his buddies was near. It was football season, we couldn’t go to the games together but he did drive me home. I guess I didn’t meet his “standards” because on the Monday after the last game I turned from my locker & there he was walking with another girl, known to be more “amiable.”
For years, the words “football player”
served me as expletives!
Pat Cochran
Ironic that you would say Unanswered Prayers Lori! Because my husband and I had 2 wedding songs. One was 2 Sparrows in a Hurricane and the other was Unanswered Prayers. He was praying that his ex girlfriend would move back to Michigan to be with him. I was praying that I could move back to New York to be with the one who broke my heart. And then miracle of miracles we found each other…so we have considered Unanswered Prayers our song ever since.
my realy first love was my first husband
but i had some one who i had befor him and i was in hs can got drafted to the millatary and then when he would come to vist he bring me flower and then my mom bribe her
and then we took all the family to show and pizza well he was gone i found out i was b\pregent and then he got up set and never talk to me because of my little brother and danny always went to see gram till she died and was at the furneal and the family did not know who he was but he said he love gram so much that he was sorry he and i did not stay toghter
Ah, my first love was my best friend Marc. We first met each other when I was about 15 and him one year older than me. Through high school we became best friends. It was that kind of friendship where we protected each other from everybody else. When I turned seventeen I started dating another guy from a different high school. I was already having problems with my boyfriend early in the relationship and his jealous issues with Marc were insane. Till one day when my boyfriend showed up at my friend’s house accusing me of cheating on him with Marc. Embarrassed and pissed off.. I broke it off with him in front of everybody. After he left I was just feeling kind of drained from the situation and wanted nothing more but to go home. Since I rode there with a friend I asked if she could take me home when Marc who was there also with a few friends intervened and said he would. The car ride home was really silent so when he pulled up to my house I wanted out of that car fast. Before I got out he grabbed my hand and pulled me closer for a kiss. Nothing was said between us but a goodnight. That night I knew I was indeed in love with my best friend. We never tried to date and lost touch after high school. He has two kids now with his fiancé and from time to time I think about the what if factor.