When asked to share the story about my first love and whether or not it lasted, that was a loaded question. When I think about my first love, I realize it was not love at all. I had to kiss a lot of frogs before meeting my prince. Many times what I thought was love was merely a romance. Although I can chalk those times up to experience, I wonder if it would be ideal to just skip all that and go to the real deal. What do you think?
To answer the question submitted to me by another blogger, Little Piece of Peace I will share my love story that started 45 years ago.
To answer the question submitted to me by another blogger, Little Piece of Peace I will share my love story that started 45 years ago.
I saw him on the other side of the roller rink at the church skating party and wondered how to approach him. He had been the guest speaker at my church on Sunday and I was smitten. Eventually, I got up the nerve to skate a little closer to him and say "Hi, I'm Carol." He smiled, nodded and sped off.
