30 Day Blog Challenge...Day 11...discuss your first love and your first kiss

Well....my fist kiss was at 15 yrs old at a party at my best friends house. His name was Jeff. He was 17 and one of my bff brothers friends. I hated him every other time of life but for some reason we connected at this party. It was weird! Guess that would be because I was 15 and had no idea wth I was doing or why. 

My first love was my husband. I was 18 and he was 23.  I thought he walked on water and could never do wrong. Im not sure if love is blind or just meant to be, but it is what it is! We have been together for 14 1/2 years. Been through trials and tribulations. We have had great times and learned so much together and about each other. He's still my best friend today.