by greendawn 21 Replies latest watchtower beliefs
My first real love happened when I was 18. She was the sister of one of my best friends. I was a jerk and broke up with her in the worst way imaginable. For that I am truly sorry. I was able to tell her this. This is the biggest regret I have in my life.I don't think she ever forgave me. Sparkplug might know if she did or not.
I did get your note. Did you say you were married or single? And depending on how you answer, I will have to tell you what she said!!
Many unrequited crushes until age 26 when I fell for this guy... we'd have made it if I'd not been so much under mum's control. He was waiting for an answer from me to his marriage proposal, and I was trying to agree but at the same time stop my family from breaking up over it. My emotions were half the age of my body, and at 32 I still don't think I'm as emotionally mature as a lot of 21 year olds I meet.
Curse WBTS - when I was a kid I had to act like an adult, but they never taught me anything useful about adulthood. Still, my first love got me to grow up a lot faster than I would have otherwise, and if it wasn't for him I wouldn't have realised that if I stay a JW I'll be lonely and bitter before too long. The next time a prince of a guy came into my life and fought for me I was able to hold onto him, and I don't want to ever let this one go!
Growing up, I was considered the less attractive one in the house hold. My sister was blonde, blue eyed and very very tiny. Although I too was blonde blue eyed, I was always the chubby kid as well as the big-boned kid. Truth be told I am not that big, just big for my family. Everyone is either five feet or shorter. I am five feet five inches and wear heels every chance I get. That being said, I am the giant of the family.
My first love was my sister's KH BF. The guy was not quite six years older than me, but I always had a thing for older men. Read what you will into that! Anyways, he was around a lot because our families were friends. So they were able to date without really dating in the eyes of JWs.
Anyways, my sister is older then me and she left the house early, ran away really. She moved out to the west coast as a teenager. Thus, thru default her BF was w/o his GF. Our families continued to hang out together. I loved him for years. He had the best sense of humor. He was so intelligent and caustic. Those are two traits in a guy that send me over a cliff.
One day when I was 16, I finally claimed my love for him to him. All I remember him saying was he did not know how to respond to the statement. It seemed like a life time, but eventually I got out of the car and cried my way all the way home. He ultimately married my arch enemy in the hall ... this mousy little brown haired girl with no sense of humor (which in truth my sister does not have a sense of humor either) who did not know how to be loyal to a friend as she proved on a regular basis.
Anyways, one day my mother was out in service w/ the guy and his wife after they had been married around 5 years or so. The guy said something sarcastic and my mother said that he sounded just like me and he said in return something to the effect of "that is why we never ended up together we were too much alike and in the end I was afraid that she would eventually leave me out of boredom." Who knows what it all meant. The strange thing is that I still dream about him to this day. Warm and wonderful dreams.
Honestly, it was for the best. This guy is a by the book JW. That is not what I want now in my life. But that does not mean that I cannot continue to relive the past good moments.
I fell in love with someone at 15. If my mom and dad had not been such dogs against it, it might have lasted.Low and behold my father and former boyfriend became very good friends.
My biggest love I married. I met him at late age 16 he was 18. It took about 3 years and we married in November of 1979. We will be celebrating our 27th anniversary this fall. I still love him with all my heart. I can't imagine being married to anyone else. He is the most hansome man and biggest sweetheart that I know of.
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I was 16, and he was 18. He was absolutely adorable. I met him at a Catholic youth function, and he told me that he was planning to become a priest.
When he saw my face fall, he hastened to add he wasn't completely sure yet. By the end of the weekend function, he gave me his address and a very nice kiss. We wrote for a while. I'm pretty sure he never made it into the priesthood. Very sweet memories.
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If I go back far enough, I think it was with Palmela Handerson.
I still smile when I think of Grant L., a fifth grade boyfriend. He was cute, sweet (brown hair, brown eyes) and I imagine grew up to a great man. We never kissed or held hands. We were too innocent for that. We did smile at each other a lot and talk when I'd pass his house to walk to the store. We were in the same class and were among the kids who made the top grades. I wonder if he remembers me as fondly as I do him.
It's nice to see that some couples met at an early age and have gone through the adventure of life together for many decades. Some may find being with the same person for decades boring but it has its own beneficial inner dimension.
If I go back far enough, I think it was with Palmela Handerson.
I run into her once in a while. I'll tell her you said hi.
Some maintain a place in my heart to this day, with an intervening 12 year marriage. I never did believe in that one-soulmate malarky.
