And they call it Puppy Love…

Have you ever wondered about your first crush? Where are they now? What’s become of them? Would they remember you if you contacted them? Over the years, I have.

His name was Michael H. We were in 8th grade. I was babysitting for a neighbor one evening when he called and asked me if I wanted to go steady. I was giddy with excitement! One evening, I invited him to go to my church youth group with me. We were sitting in the back seat and Dad was driving. Our knees knocked when Dad hit a bump and a jolt went up my spine. We had just touched each other for the first time! When he broke up with me, I was heartbroken.

Yesterday, I was having a conversation with my pastor’s husband and he mentioned that there’s a program called Zaba where you can look people up and if you have a state, they can provide you with the city, the person’s family members, their finances, just about anything you could ever want to know about them. This morning, I thought I’d try looking up my first boyfriend. I put in his name and the state of Washington where we both went to junior high. It took a few minutes for Zaba to look everything up. Don’t worry…it didn’t give me everything. I would have had to pay for that. But I was able to see that there was a Michael H. in Tacoma, Washington who was 63 years old. It gave me the names of some of his family members but that was all I could see.

With that information, I googled him with the town of Tacoma and I found an obituary for his younger brother who died this year. I thought maybe I could send my condolences by way of introduction. I imagined saying, “Do you remember the first girl you asked to go steady with you?”

Then I found his Facebook page. Whoa! It was so full of foul language, and he had a short video of himself laughing when he saw someone attack a bicyclist while he (Michael) was driving and videoing.

All of a sudden, I didn’t want to get in touch anymore. I didn’t want him to be able to be in touch with me in the future. He felt creepy to me. I was so, so glad that we broke up and that I’m not married to him. That cured me of ever wondering about him again!

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