True Love Bliss Memories
At this moment, I’m smiling. That’s amazing considering that one hour ago I came home from a meeting in a rank mood. Really rank mood. Why am I smiling ? Well, I’m smiling because someone asked me about my true love. My true love does not equal dh. Hmm, to be fair, I should say, "I’m speaking of that young true love." For all I know if I was around this person today I might think he was a complete ass.
Memories sure are a funny thing. There are places I’ve been I can’t even remember the name of but I can remember almost every detail of the first night I told this person that I loved him. I wonder if he remembers it ? It’s probably for the best that I do not ask him that because I know I’d be disappointed with the answer. I remember standing in the kitchen and telling his mother the names that we had picked out if we had sons. Good grief.
Speaking of his mother, she deserves a special star for putting up with me. I wasn’t mean to her or anything but she sure spoiled me. I went through this one stage where I wouldn’t eat fish. (Ironic now that all I want is raw fish.) She would always cook me some other meat. That doesn’t sound so bad, does it ? Well, not till I tell you that she did all this other meat cooking for me at their fishing camp. LOL. I think I’d beat my daughter if she did that to her boyfriend’s mother.
We had some great days at that camp. I loved going crabbing, running trout lines, gigging and especially riding the jet ski. Taking the big boat out alone was a lot of fun, too. Ah, to be young again. It would be so neat to look into a crystal ball that could show me what my life would have been like if I had taken that road. I know I’d be digging in a garden a lot.
Happy Spring, Y’all. I hope you have fun thinking back on your young loves.
