Do you remember your first love? Were you head over heels? Did you lose all train of reasonable thought? Were you willing to do anything to be with the person you were in love with? Would you beg, borrow, and even steal to be in their presence?
I'm not really sure who my first love was. I thought I was in love when I was 14, but it wasn't that all encompassing, can't live without you love. It was more like first real boyfriend love. We didn't really do much together, but he knew my mother and sisters and they really liked him. I didn't ache to be with him when we were apart.
I met my husband when I was 16. The first day we met it was like we'd known one another for years. We were inseparable from the day we met at the 125th street train station. I did want to be with him all the time. Maybe that's why I was pregnant three months after we met. Too much time together. LOL! I knew I loved him. Now that I think about it, I think my current love was my first love.
I know a few people who have teenagers who are currently experiencing their first love. They all think they're going to get married and be together forever and will do anything to be together. Although my husband and I were in love when we were younger, and had a child together, we didn't call each other wife or husband and barely talked about marriage until a few months before we actually tied the knot.
This generation of teens is so different than we were. I'm sure our parents said the same thing, and theirs, and so on. It just seems like everything moves so fast in this day and age. They want everything NOW! A friend of mine has a 17 year old daughter who has started buying bridal magazines to prepare for the wedding she will have when she turns 18. She already calls her boyfriend her "hubby."
What's the rush? There's so much life to live. I feel like the teen years is the time when you should be enjoying every moment you have and beginning to carve out your niche in the world. All of your time or thoughts should not be spent on one person. It's the time to live. Keep rushing and the next thing you know bills are hitting you in the ass and you wish you were young again. Believe me, I know.
I would never complain about the way my teen years turned out. If things were different, I would not have the most intelligent, classy, beautiful daughter a mother could ever have. Giving birth to my daughter and seeing her become the woman she is now is one of the highlights of my life. I would not, however, want the same thing for my children. I want them to have careers and be adults before they even think about attaching themselves to another person for eternity. Life is too short to have things planned out too early.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
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3 comments:
Thanks, Mom.
Any time. I don't think I tell you enough how proud I am of the person you are and the things you have accomplished. I love you very much.
Amen.
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