Oh goodness, this is a personal prompt… the first guy I ever liked was Richard Wilfred Smith III and I pray to God that he doesn’t Google his name and read this. We “dated” for nine months in the 8th grade until I moved to another state.
He was a nice guy. His family was overwhelmingly kind to me and so was he. We went to the same school and crushed on each other in 8th grade science class. I can honestly say that he was a good friend to me.
Sadly, my life got a little crazy, and for reasons out of my control I was staying in a variety of houses and eventually got shipped off to Ohio to live with some relatives. To an 8th grader this means the end of the world, but it really was the best thing that could happen to me and put me where I am today. This is the reason that we “broke up”. (And a good one, although I didn’t really get it at the time)
Now we’re friends on facebook and his status for today informed me that he just graduated the Air force academy and is planning on being a pilot. There aren’t any hard feelings or anything.
I’m glad that things turned out the way they did, because even though I was devastated when we broke up (I probably cried for hours), I realize now that It was necessary and that I really only had a crush on him. I think the most important thing is that I associate him with me moving away and starting a new leaf, a very positive thing in my eyes.
Although I wasn't in a relationship at the time, I feel for the whole moving around thing. I've moved several times throughout school and it was always really tough. Leaving behind friends to go several hundred miles away is typically never fun.
ReplyDeleteI am glad things have worked out for you.. I remember talking about this in class.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad to know that you are living a good life and doing what you love
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