Mome reads Mommy, My daughter's way to spell it when she was younger... It stuck. My son calls me Mome... just like it looks. I now sign all my notes to them "Love, Mome". It's our inside secret and makes them smile. I always want them to smile.

Sunday, August 3, 2008

Back in Time

Perky wants to know about what moment in my life I would like to relive... I thought about this for a while and came up with a moment from 25 years ago, that if I could, I would go back to, and possibly change the outcome of. It's a story of first love, and how it all began.
There was a boy, we'll call him Pik, and I had known him all my life (since I was five). It was 10 years later and we found ourselves as "best friends". I knew that the boy wanted to be more than friends, but I resisted so as not to do anything to ruin this precious friendship. At some point, however, I started having feelings for Pik and kept them to myself. It was my first struggle with feelings. Prior to that, I always made it very clear to anyone who would listen, if I had an interest in a boy. It usually worked out in my favor. This friendship meant so much, that I feared losing it, and so I secretly longed to be with the boy, not telling a soul. One evening the boy and some other friends were at my house and we were all just "hanging" out and not doing much of anything (we were all 15 or so, and getting together at someones house was not uncommon, my house was one of the favorites as my dad was rarely home. Just innocent kids enjoying each others company.
The "moment" happened when Pik grabbed a pillow from me (a leather patchwork pillow I will never forget) and we ended up "fighting" over it, as young adolescence will do. Our "wrestling" landed us in an empty spare bedroom (my brother had just moved out)and we found ourselves alone, in the dark, grasping for the pillow, and giggling over the struggle. One thing led to another, and we were face to face, neither of us willing to let go, and we kissed. It wasn't my first kiss, but the first one I had "waited" so long for. It was a magical moment and one that started a 5 year relationship that I will treasure forever.
The boy and I went our separate ways after that 5 years. We are now in different states and haven't spoken in more than 15 years. But he will always be in my heart, my first love, and the best friend I ever had.


  1. That is a very good story on your first love. I enjoyed reading it! :)

    And thank you for taking my Spark. I've posted a link to your post at


  2. Cool story. Before my wife became my wife, we were just normal friends and nothing more and over time I started developing feelings for her but was so afraid to let her know for fear of her not having the same feelings for me.

    I was afraid that if I told her my feelings it would ruin the friendship we had and I'd rather have her as a friend than nothing at all but I'm glad to say that the feelings we had were mutual and we ended up together eventually :D

  3. That was absolutely ridiculously sweet. :-) I remember me and my high school sweetheart, and it was roughly like that too... that kiss is electric, no?

  4. What a sweet story! I really enjoyed reading it.


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