Showing posts with label first love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label first love. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

fries.

This is probably one of the sweetest videos I have ever seen about love and Valentine's Day. I dare you not to have a smile permanently on your face while you're watching it.



Looking back, my first Valentine and I were probably around this age as well.

I remember being in early elementary school on Valentines Day when we all made little cards, and were very excited to pass them out to every person in the class.

I always made my mother help me make mine by hand with real doilies, glitter and way too much pink (I don't think I ever wanted to buy the pre-made Valentine's Day cards).

I remember moving around the room, putting my handmade cards in every one's mailbox, and when I came back to my desk one of the boys in my class, Alex, was there waiting for me.

He had given every one else a Valentine already but me. Instead, he stood there with my Valentine and a little red box of chocolates, with "Portia" written in cursive on it.

In my six-year-old mind, I was pretty freaked out. I had a crush on a totally different boy in the class, and somehow back then, I had enough knowledge to recognize how much that would hurt Alex to blow him off. Putting yourself out there at that age is no easy feat.

I remember accepting the chocolates and making an effort to sit next to him during the rest of the week in class when I had the chance. I guess I thought that's what a lady would do.

There are two lessons here:

1. Manners at a young make a difference.

2. That little box of chocolates really made me believe in love. It doesn't know any age or limits, just sometimes, the timing isn't right.

I unfortunately moved about a year after this and never saw Alex again. I don't even remember his last name, but man if he's anything still like that little boy, 18 years later, I'd give him a chance again.