First Love

I met Cody in the 7th grade during Mrs. Avery's homeroom class. He was my first love, and my boyfriend from 8th grade to our senior year of high school. There is something so innocent and wonderful about first loves. Most people find their first love at a younger age, making it even more frustrating when someone would say, "What do you know about love? You're just a kid." When we are younger we fight against our age, trying to race ahead into the future...until we are older, and then all we can talk about is getting younger. Or younger looking that is.

A first love can help us through all the ups and downs that go along with the very overwhelming and sometimes life altering state of love. All the awkward firsts that we experience: first kiss, dance, date, and breakup. All things that can be wonderful and exciting, but also terrifying. Having that person that you can trust, that is experiencing it along with you, can only form a lifelong bond of experience. I will always carry a small piece of Cody in my heart, because he was a part of my story. Because of him I learned how to laugh, when I am taking myself too seriously, and how to push forward even when you think your dreams have been shattered.

Losing him felt like life would never go on...and look at me now. My story is still being written.

I'm curious, what did you learn from your First Love? Were you heart broken or the heart breaker? Do you still think about them from time to time? When did you know that they were the one or not the one? Let me know.

“Love, like everything else in life, should be a discovery, an adventure, and like most adventures, you don’t know you’re having one until you’re right in the middle of it.” 
― E.A. Bucchianeri