Saturday, May 02, 2009
Facebook is really a pretty crazy place to be. I have gotten back in touch with old classmates from elementary school, high school and college. It is awesome to see what all these people look like and to see their kids and catch up on what they are doing. Some have moved across the county and others are in places like Oregon and Northern California. Some became doctors and others stay-at-home Moms. Everyone seems to be doing well and I love reading their status updates.
I recently became facebook "friends" with Matt. My first boyfriend ever. I was in 7th grade and he was in 8th grade. He was short and had green eyes and light brown almost blond hair. Leave it to me to find one of the only white boys in the school. He started my whole "white boy" type thing. Matt was kind of shy and we mostly held hands and talked on the phone after school. I don't remember how long we "dated" but during that time he broke his arm and I fractured my fingers. His right arm and my left hand. We were so relieved that we could still hold hands.
Holding hands was so innocent but I can remember the excitement and the anxiety. Worrying about if my hand was getting too sweaty and so excited about how intimate feeling his hand in mind felt. We held hands anywhere and everywhere we could. In class, at recess, during lunch. He was my first "love" , my first kiss and although we have different stories about how it ended, (I think he dumped me for his ex and he thinks I dumped him). It has been almost 20 years since we had seen each other. His is now a single father with a 10 year old son. Very admirable.
While I was visiting Aunt Sam last weekend Matt and I made plans to meet up. We were going to get together for coffee on Sunday. Then on Sunday he called to let me know that he was going to be later than he thought and would call me when he had a time. And then.....
HE NEVER CALLED.
I waited around and stalled for about an hour before I decided to start the trek back home.
I was totally stood up by my 7th grade boyfriend, 30 years later.
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