I learned this week the guy who first stole my heart was killed in an accident. Now, before you start sending sympathy my way, you need to know I dumped him. And for good reason. Ended up we didn’t see things the same way when it came to monogamy.
Still, the knowledge he’d died made me feel strangely sad. I mean, he was the reason I spent most of my senior year standing in front of a mirror. While we were dating, I even kept a bottle of his after-shave in my top drawer so I could take a whiff every so often. (Oh, don’t give me that. You probably did something similarly stupid when you were seventeen).
First loves can be exhilarating, can’t they?
But then, so can old loves.
I’ve been married to the same man for over thirty years. We have a sweet history that could never be duplicated. The other day a woman I met asked how I stayed with the same guy for that long. I answered simply. “I never got divorced.”
It’s not that we didn’t want to a few times, but we stayed. And, I’m glad.
When my years on this earth conclude, he’ll be there holding my hand. Or, if his turn is first, I’ll be holding his. Regardless, we’re in this together until the very end.
I wouldn’t switch that for any new love…..ever.
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still sad to hear of someone in your past passing. and yes smells remind you of good and bad….. 30 years and going is great….you stay the course Kellie girl….
Thanks, Virginia. Like my grandma used to say “I got a good ‘un.”
Couldn’t agree more. My husband and I will celebrate twenty years of marriage this August. Old love trumps new love every time!
Congratulations! And I so agree!
You choked me up with this one, my friend. Soooo beautifully written! xoxo xoxo
Yeah….my man’s a keeper. So’s yours!
This is weird, Kellie. A couple of weeks ago when I was home, my sister told me that my old boyfriend had died. We had good times, but it was like I knew the whole time I was dating him that he wasn’t THE ONE. And yet, it made me sad. I think he had a hard life. And all along God was saving Max for me. We celebrate 40 years in a couple of weeks! It’s a miracle how he has put up with me. Hugs, my friend.
Yeah, our emotions took a similar trail. We ended up with the good ones.
I fully agree with you. The hubs and I have been married 41 years. Like most relationships, we’ve had our ups and downs, but we were committed. And I’m so glad we are. Like you said, we’ll hold hands at the end like we did at the beginning.
Thanks for commenting, Ane. i agree. Lengthy marriages are worth the work!