Ah first love

This is day 2 of this 30 days of writing specific things. This day is to talk about my first love. To me that is a broad subject. There are the first loves as kids but then teenage years come around and love is so different. Then one marries, has children and love is all around. However many times that love dies and the marriage ends. But one can always meet another person and fall in love but it is different. That is where I am at. I remarried less than 2 years ago with a wonderful man and what I learned about love after my divorce and through counseling I say Dennis is my first love in what I have truly learned what love is to not just give but also receive. That even in those times we are arguing I know I still absolutely love him. Aside from the birth of my three wonderful children which were without a doubt three of best and happiest times of my life, the unhappy times with Dennis are still better than the happiest moments with my first husband.

Now as a child my first love was a stuffed animal named Patches. She had bright multicolored squares all over and I just loved her. When I was a teenager she disappeared. I was crushed by her loss. Years later my older sisters admitted to throwing her away because they felt I was too old to have a stuffed animal. Older sisters can be so mean!! I loved this stuffed animal that as an adult when I got a calico cat I named her Patches.