My heart beat fast. I was sure he looked my way. But I was just an eighth grader and he was a tenth grader. But wasn't he divine! I loved his curly hair.
It was homecoming week and he was a football player.
I had liked him since I was in the sixth grade.
It was hat day....everyone in school could wear any hat they wanted all day.
I wore a baseball cap.
The bell was about to ring and we were walking through the school hall and he passed by me.
And he stole my hat!!!!!!
Oh I was so happy!
What did that mean? He did know I existed! Was he flirting?
He hurriedly said "I will give it back to you last period" and then he went to class.
I floated to my next class. I couldn't concentrate all day. Does he like me? Does he know that I like him?
Finally the last bell rings. Will he show up?
He walks in as I'm gathering my books. (Swoon)
He says "Here's your hat back.....I left something in it. I've got to go to football practice. See ya."
My heart is pounding as I look inside the hat.
A little bitty candy wrapper is folded and tucked inside the hat.
I slowly unfold it and it says LW + ST
I am smiling from ear to ear....my heart is bursting with happiness!!!
That was 35 years ago and we're still together.
We have been married for 28 years.
He is the only man I have ever dated.
He is the only man I have ever kissed.
He is the only man I have ever loved.
I still have that piece of paper....it is in this bag.....full of everything we have ever written or given to each other in school.
We have two grown sons and we love each other even more now than we ever have.
This is our love story.