The first love always holds a special place in everyone’s heart. It’s so common the term “First Love” is a cliché.

What had helped me was seeing the First Love in person fifteen years later. He looked different, he acted different, when we hugged he even smelled different. My sister pointed out what a jerk he was after the event we were all at. It reminded me of why it didn’t work out in the first place. That element remained the same. (Shallow Warning): He didn’t even have the looks anymore to carry being rude off!

Then I got home and looked at my amazing family who the angels had hand picked for me! And shuddered what my parallel universe life with the other guy would look like!

Another cliché: Everything DOES happen for a reason! Enjoy your young family!