Tag: Personal Stories

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Valentine’s Week: The Love You Found or Hope to Find

 

Love is in the air this week. Tell us how you met your love, how he or she makes you better and what keeps your love alive. Or tell us what sort of love you are searching for. I just spent the morning singing through love songs from Broadway musicals, so I’m in the mood to hear what kind of fool you are.

When I met my husband, I wasn’t looking for love, except in the way every 17-year-old is. I spent the summer before my senior year in high school with my aunt and uncle in Washington, DC. That was eye-opening for a girl from Idaho. I loved the monuments, museums and history and — since I was a new face in a new place — enjoyed some male attention. One especially memorable instance involved a busload of soldiers passing by and breaking into waves and whistles at the sight of a pretty blonde. I was not offended. I got a lot of dates that summer and thought it was great.