It's not my fault, you bastards!
Wait for it!
This page is big
so, it takes a while to load!
Current Terror Level
| I've been alive for: |
|---|
| lifeclock |
Disclaimer
In case you did not know this from before, I am making sure now that you are aware that this blog is completely mine and mine alone. In other words, I say what I want, to whoever I want, however I want, whenever I want. I am entitled to my own opinions as you are to yours. If you don't like what you read, then please go away and never bother to come back. You were not forced or coerced into coming here and most definitely, you are not obligated to stay. So leave, if you think you should. No if's, no and's, no but's, no exceptions.
In case you did not know this from before, I am making sure now that you are aware that this blog is completely mine and mine alone. In other words, I say what I want, to whoever I want, however I want, whenever I want. I am entitled to my own opinions as you are to yours. If you don't like what you read, then please go away and never bother to come back. You were not forced or coerced into coming here and most definitely, you are not obligated to stay. So leave, if you think you should. No if's, no and's, no but's, no exceptions.
Tuesday, July 22, 2003
A first love is never really over.
I heard this on a program I was watching recently. Actually it was a promo for some other program and I wasn't watching closely, but the phrase caught my ear as I was pouring a cup of coffee. I had a thought immediately when I heard this, that it was true, at least true for me. The first woman I really fell in love with, we'll skip the puppy loves which went before, was the woman I married in the spring of 1968. It took me a while to realize I was really in love with her and when I finally did realize this, and some other circumstances fell into place, I asked her to marry me, and wonder of wonders, she said yes. We were married on April 6th, 1968 and remained married for 3999 days, a bit over 10 years. We had one child, a son, born in November of 1973. She left me because she fell in love with another man. She lied to me at first about why, that she left because she could not take the stress of me going back out to sea in a submarine for months at a time with no contact. It was a couple of months later, when the schedule was set for making the divorce final, that the truth of the situation finally came out, and on the day the divorce was final, she immediately married to the guy she left me for. It was a painful time for me, what with being rejected and all. Maybe it was because I was not the one who wanted it to end which is why I still feel some amount of love for her, now today, over 23 years after we parted. It was this thought which hit me when I heard this quote about a 1st love. There you go, I still have a small measure of love for this woman in my heart and I doubt it will ever go away. It has just gotten smaller with time. Sigh. You know, I'll bet she looks just as good today as she did 23 years ago when we divorced. I guess it was the right thing for her to marry this other guy after all. To the best of my knowledge, they are still married. I said it before, but I'll say it again... It is hard to argue with results.
Posted by: Rowlfe - at: 7/22/2003 05:50:00 PM
Comments: Post a Comment
