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Re: Happy Hanukkah and Caro
There is always something special about your first "love". I'd be the last person to deny that. I was going with someone before I met my husband for two years, maybe I was 14 or 15. If it weren't something he said that hurt my feelings, we probably would have married eventually. In a huff, I broke it off and was too proud to admit being hasty although I knew that some feelings were still there for both of us. He wound up marrying a girlfriend from our crowd and I began seeing my husband. As years past, he and his wife wound up living not too far from us and we'd exchange Christmas cards and a few times see each other at crowd reunions. After my husband past, I heard that his wife died and I called to offer condolences. We met for lunch. He mistook my concern for something else and immediately started planning things we could do together. I had to tell him that I was involved with someone else. If I hadn't been, the odds are that we might have picked up where we left off.
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