30 Day Challenge ~ Day 3

Day 3 ~ First Love

This one, believe it or not, was actually kind of a tough one for me. While I was tempted to take the cliche route and choose my husband, I knew in the back of my mind this wouldn't be the honest to God truth. I did love someone before I met him. At least I thought I did.

I didn't really date anyone seriously through high school or college. It wasn't until I was 24 that I had my first real boyfriend. The first person I said "I love you" to. At the time I thought it was love. But in hind site I realize it really wasn't. I think I was in love with the idea of love. At 24 when all the people around me were planning weddings and finding their soulmates I was starting to fear I'd never be in their shoes. I'd be the eternal third wheel. Always the bridesmaid...never the bride. So I did the worst thing a girl can do. I let myself fall in love with the first person I found. I let him break my heart. I was young and foolish. I'll admit it. But do I regret it? Nope. Because in the end it taught me what real love was. That's the love I have for my husband. The kind where you don't have to be someone you're not. The kind that doesn't lie to you. The kind that makes you feel like the prettiest girl in the room. The kind that's unconditional. That's the kind of love everyone deserves and I feel like the luckiest girl alive everyday knowing that I've found it. Even if I did have to kiss a few frogs along the way.