So my last post was a bit of a downer. As we all know, romance has it's ups and downs so tonight I am posting about the sweetness of romance.
My first romantic experience was when I was 8 years old. I was admiring a fellow student's ring. He had a Batman ring. It looked like a hologram and you could see different pictures on the face of the ring depending on how you held your hand. I told Donald I liked his ring and he promptly took it off and gave it to me. He said to me, "Now we're engaged." Not knowing what that meant I said ok. When I came home from school, I told my mother I was engaged and then I asked what it meant. I think she found it quite amusing.
My first job was at a movie theater. I sold popcorn and candy and I was 15 years old. I was still working there when I was 16 and I was particularly taken with one of the ushers who often worked with me. He was funny and smart and he had blue eyes that twinkled when he smiled.
We shared a wonderful friendship and in my mind I thought we were dating. One day he asked me to go to the Red Sox baseball game with him. I had never been to Fenway Park and I don't think I'd ever even ridden the subway. I was a little nervous and very excited about making the trip into the big city. We got on the crowded subway and we got separated. When we reached our subway stop, he looked for me in the crowd and he reached for my hand. He helped me off the subway and continued to hold my hand. "I don't want to lose you", he said. I was totally smitten (my Dad's word) with this boy.
Don't you love a man who makes you his first priority? One of my exes used to call me mid-week and ask me what plans I would like to make for the weekend. Whatever I wanted to do was fine with him, he just wanted to spend time with me.
Another ex-boyfriend did the sweetest thing for me on our first date. We were going to a Christmas party and he was driving me to the party in his pickup truck. I got in the truck and he handed me an afghan. He said, "Here, I brought this for you. My truck takes a long time to heat up and I figured you could throw this over your legs so you won't be cold."
Wasn't that sweet?
Ok, now it's your turn. Got a sweet romance story? Email me @ firstname.lastname@example.org I'd love to hear from you.
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