Childhood Love <3My boyfriend, I guess fiance now actually, and I met when I was 5 years old. He was 11, and my brother's best friend. He was awkwardly tall, gangly, had these horrendous glasses but I thought he was the cutest boy I had ever seen. He, my brother and their various friends were going to walk into town and I begged and pleaded to go with, but my brother shot me down time and time again, until Ian stepped in and said I should go with them. It was true love ;)
Fast forward 11 years and there I am, divorced as a teenager, broken up and standing as a bridesmaid at my brother's wedding. And there's Ian, sweet, now impossibly handsome Ian, staring at me like I'm the center of the universe. That's when it was love at first sight. Or maybe not. Maybe it was because I'd stayed up with him all night helping him write his best man's speech, and talked to him about us both having Generalized Anxiety Disorder. So not love at first sight, but when he saw me there, he said he fell in love for the first time. For me, it was my first love too. And I hope he's my only love. He is truly the most kind, hardworking, honest, respectable man in the world. I love him so much.