Day 3

Day 3: Your First Love

my first love was a nerdy, scrawny, shy boy with brown hair, some big ole eyebrows, dreamy caramel eyes, a fro [for a white boy] who rode his bmx bike everyday after school and chased me throughout high school like none other. He drove a '98 hunter green chevy s10 that he lowered himself. We would spend hours at night on instant messenger and talking on the phone until mornings.

He asked me out by writing a note in 6th grade and finally got me to go out with him at church camp by flirting with a good friend of mine. Our first date was paintballing! I was his first real girlfriend.

That's right folks...my first ever love was my high school sweetheart, my now husband Jake. He wasn't the first boy I ever dated or the first boy I've ever kissed, but he has been the only boy I have ever loved. We have been together for over 10 years now. I still get those butterfly feelings when I see him come home after work, meet him at the pier from an underway. And when he comes home from deployment, it's like falling in love all over again. I am one happy woman!