Love?

Throwback Thursday’s questions this week got me thinking. I haven’t thought about my first serious boyfriend for years. At the time my heart was broken, but with good friends around me, I was able to bounce right back.

How old were you when you had your first heartbreak? (For some it might be well into adulthood and that’s fine, too!)

I was seventeen, and a friend introduced us, I really did think I loved him.

Who broke your heart – first names only?

My first heart break was Jack.

Do you remember how the breakup happened?

It was over the phone, and he just told me it wasn’t working.

Did you have a ring or token of your love? Did you return it?

No, we weren’t together long enough.

Did you think this was true love?

Maybe, at the time, but no, I was lucky to break up with him.

Did you play any sad songs to soothe the pain? If so, do you remember the name of the song?

Not really, I just went out with my mate.

If you were an adolescent, were your parents sympathetic or were they of the “it’s only puppy love” school of thought?

I didn’t really talk to Mum about it, but I think she was relieved it was over.

How long did it take you to get over it all?

Not long, seventeen, and I think I just moved on with my life.

Do you remember this person fondly or is it someone you prefer to forget? I don’t really think of him. He ended up being divorced multiple times, or so I was told by my friend.

After all was said and done, was it for the best or did you remain longing for a love lost?

It was for the best, and I have been married to my husband for thirty-five years. We’ve had our ups and downs, but I love him so much. Neither of us are perfect, but we are perfect for each other.

Published by writerravenclaw

I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school.

5 thoughts on “Love?

  1. You must have been a stronger seventeen year old than I was. I thought my world was ending. My husband and I just celebrated 26 years and I would not want to spend my life with anyone else. Thirty-four years is quite an accomplishment. Thanks for joining in this week, Diana.

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