My memory of that moment is crystal clear
I can recall it as clear a watching a video of it
There is action and there is sound
Most of all there is a tingle
….that flows through my veins
Not a burning sensation
Not a chill of horror
a tingle of electrical delight
….like sherbet fizz or champagne in my blood
….like a room full of giggling toddlers
….a physical buzz of excitement
That moment, that time, that place
Do you remember it too?
It was so long ago, and we are older now
We were so young, yet so grown up
I have other memories of our time together
….Gifts exchanged or going to a movie
….Staying up all night to watch the FA cup
….Parties and sports
but most of all
I remember that moment
I Love You
The person who shared this moment with me may never ever read this….but for me it was that moment when all my other angst disappeared.
The moment he told me is forever etched in my mind. That first moment when a non-family member really accepted me as I was.
That love faded and was replaced with other loves, deeper relationships and other memories but the memory of that moment will always be special
I had found my drug. The buzz, the high, the elusive thrill.
The feeling of good, of hope, of optimism, of future and it was in that moment I became addicted, addicted to that thrilling tingle, addicted to being loved.
I was worthy, I measured up, I had a friend, I was socially acceptable…
I was loved
Thank-You for Loving me
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