When I was a young girl in my junior and senior year of high school , I fell for every missionary it seemed that came through our little town. Something about those guys drew me like a magnet! ha. Think its called hormones!! We like to call it young love! It was crazy back then but today the rules have totally changed regarding missionaries, they keep them pretty busy. Today they have a schedule to follow, report in and waste no time and move right alone in their duties of teaching the gospel to those who will hear. I used to set up and talk late into the night with a couple and my dad would finally shut me off. . Infatuation , crush, puppy love, it was wonderful and I felt it was for real! they came and went but only one really sent my heart rushing!
Funny the things you think are so real when you are young. I came later to realize that those tingly funny feelings I was having were called hormones. I felt like I was floating on a cloud. I liked this one missionary sooo much , his name I do remember! it was Elder Burton. So handsome and stayed in our little branch for what seemed an eternity. I was in love! no doubt about it! but then everyone was in love with him. and I was no different. I would clean his apt. and just do anything to find an excuse to be around him. . He liked me too, I just knew it! likely just " hormones ." We teased and talked the hours away. If ever a girl has fallen hard , it was me! I even told him I would be the best wife ever he could find. Funny, I wasn't shy , would let him know I was ment for him. He was likely only two or three yrs. older than me, think I was eighteen. Well, he came back right after his mission was over, my mom brought him over to see me. She knew how much I used to like him.
Funny the things you think are so real when you are young. I came later to realize that those tingly funny feelings I was having were called hormones. I felt like I was floating on a cloud. I liked this one missionary sooo much , his name I do remember! it was Elder Burton. So handsome and stayed in our little branch for what seemed an eternity. I was in love! no doubt about it! but then everyone was in love with him. and I was no different. I would clean his apt. and just do anything to find an excuse to be around him. . He liked me too, I just knew it! likely just " hormones ." We teased and talked the hours away. If ever a girl has fallen hard , it was me! I even told him I would be the best wife ever he could find. Funny, I wasn't shy , would let him know I was ment for him. He was likely only two or three yrs. older than me, think I was eighteen. Well, he came back right after his mission was over, my mom brought him over to see me. She knew how much I used to like him.
We casually gave each other a hug and ask how each were doing. It felt strange.
Well, I never will know if it was just a visit or was it really for me that he came back for? that will forever remain a mystery! It was awkward. In just two years, I had totally forgot this man of my dreams! I had gone on with my life. I am sure everyone in that branch told him I had married a really nice guy for they all liked dad alot. however they knew at one time I had given my heart away. So that is my story of YOUNG LOVE and this poem fits the story well!
That though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now forever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendor in the grass, glory in the flower,
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind.... by William Wordsworth
That though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now forever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendor in the grass, glory in the flower,
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind.... by William Wordsworth
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