This week, one of my FB friends has been posting like crazee. The perpetrator? My first love, the college boy who broke my heart into a gazillion pieces.
The posts in question? Photos of his newborn daughter. Comments gushing about how he didn’t think it was possible, but in the first 4 hours of her life, she got even more beautiful. Photos of them snuggling. He was lit up like a Christmas tree.
It was really sweet. My heart was glad for him.
And then it occurred to me: he had sex with someone else!
My Guy’s response?
“Yeah, but he was thinking about you the whole time.”
Bwah ha ha!
When I thought the world was ending when that college boy broke up with me 17 years ago? I had no idea just how worth it the wait for My Guy would be.