First Crush

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “First Crush.”

Who was your first childhood crush? What would you say to that person if you saw him/her again?

How can a teenager know what love at first sight is all about? Does this happen to many teens? I don’t know about many but it happened to me.

My family relocated to another city which meant a new school. Shy with tunnel vision I only saw what was directly in front of me. Until one day. During lunch my tunnel vision expanded and there he was. A six-foot tall handsome teenager directly in my view. My fiercely beating heart escaped my chest and glided through space to him. All I could say was Um, um, um. He sure is cute. My next thought was he wouldn’t like anyone like me. I didn’t know him and being new to the school I had no way of being introduced to him.

One day walking to class someone behind me said, “Hey baby how about skipping class and going on a date with me.” It was him. Unbelievable. Someone as cute as him was interested in me. Living in separate high school districts sent us our separate ways when we left middle school but couldn’t end my love for him.

Years after marriage and divorce for both of us we ran into each other and began to hang out as friends. Those were some good times that lasted for a short while but created great memories. We finally went our separate ways.

I would think about him every once in a while back then and wonder how he was doing. If he’d gotten married again and what he looked like as a mature adult. I’d ask the Lord if He’d make it possible for me to see him and as close I got to an answer was seeing his sister and asking how was he.

I have no clue what I’d say. I’m sure I would just smile for a while as I gave him a hug. God honored my decision about having another relationship with my first crush and has helped me stand by that decision all these years.

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