We met my sophmore year at Young Life. His name was Tom, a 6'4" football player from another high school. We dated for 2 years and spent a lot of time together. I broke up with him but it was still hard b/c I loved him like a brother. I'm not sure he ever got over it. When I was 8 months pregnant I got roses delivered to my work place from a secret admirer.Of course all the girls at work thought this was scandalous! LOL We called the florist to try to find out who it was. The only thing we found out were his initials which matched my first love's. Never heard anything from him after that. About 7 years ago I heard he died of a massive heart attack at the age of 36. It made me really sad that I never heard about it and couldn't pay my last respects. It also made me sad that he never got married. I know it's something he always wanted.
The other stange thing is I married a Tom who is also 6'4".
Oh and I never liked the name Tom. My very first crush in first grade was a boy named Tom. He got sick and threw up in the lunchroom and then I didn't want him to be my boyfriend anymore.![]()
Wow.