At the end of August 2002 I met and developed a crush on my husband for the first time. I was 15, he was 16. I can't remember any first impressions except that he didn't talk a lot. Even my journal is vague about the time he was with us. I'm sure if I knew I was going to marry the guy I'd have analyzed and recorded everything, but all I wrote was...
8-14-2002 : Chris and his friend, David, came to stay with us. They're ok.
8-18-2002 : I kind of think David is a little cute.
8-19-2002 : Chris says David kind of thinks I'm nice and likes me a little. How do I feel about it?
I'm not sure. He's alright I guess, but would I honestly say I like him? I don't know. I can't
say right now.
8-23-2002 : I kind of do like David. I think he's really cute!
8-25-2002 : I think I really like David. I hate it because I don't think he even likes me anymore. I
honestly don't even think he ever did. Now I just want to stare at him. I want to kiss him.
8-28-2002 : I really do like David and I think a lot about him. I wish he weren't so shy. Oh well, I
guess I'm not any better. I am just wondering if he'd ever kiss me? I want to talk to
David, but we're never alone and I'm scared!
8-29-2002 : David told me he liked me. David has really nice hair!
9-1-2002 : David kissed me! :D
9-8-2002 : I finally decided I can't be missing/thinking about David all the time. I've decided to move
on and if I see him again then I'll think about liking him again, but since we live thousands
of miles apart so it's not likely. There's this really cute guy in my German class named...
So, within less than a month I went from thinking my future husband was okay, to kind of liking him, to really liking him, to lastly getting over him and moving on to newer conquests.
Lucky for me his feelings weren't as fickle.
bahaha i wish i had kept a journal. That was priceless.
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