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Tuesday, May 31, 2011

My First Heartbreak!


I love Donna over at Brynwood Needlework's and her Memory Lane Mondays. As you can see nothing has changed here on the North Forty still running behind on posting and visits. Last week I started this post and then everything that could go wrong did and I am just now posting it.

This months walk down Memory Lane is about falling in love the summer before my Senior Year of High School.  

The day was the first Sunday of our Summer Vacation. I had just passed my Junior Year of High School and already was looking forward to being a Senior when school started again in the fall.  Like most Sunday mornings you would find me in the front row of the Youth Choir trying my best to not to embarrass myself in front of the congregation at our Church. I am one of those people that even singing in the shower is usually banned by family members so how I got to be in this Choir is still a mystery. 

Standing there looking out at the congregation I notice a stranger in the back row. Being a small country church new comers were easy to spot and especially ones that were of the opposite sex and very good looking. lol

Naturally I was not the only choir girl to spot him and you could see when we all sat down the hands of the girls poking the leg of the girl next to them and moving their eyes in his direction. You would think the way we acted that we lived up in the mountains of Booger Holler and boys were extinct. 

After church was over we made it our business to find out who this cute guy was and turns out his name was Ronnie and he was from Bokchita, Oklahoma visiting a older sister for the summer.

He drove a Red 55 Chevy that was as hot as we all thought this stranger to be.

A few days later I am in my front yard watering my Mom's flowers hoping this hot car drives by and boy did my heart race when it not only drove by but stopped in front of my house.

Being a small town he had already met my older brother Billy and so he had excuse to stop by. From that  moment on Ronnie and I were together every day of the summer.

He was like none of the local guys I knew in my small town. I fell head over heels in love at 17. But as fast as summers go it was not long before we were saying our goodbyes. He had to go back to Oklahoma and finish his last year of High School.

We kept in touch through our letters and phone calls and sometimes he got to surprise me for a weekend but not often since it was over 300 miles to my part of Texas.

I thought constantly of the Christmas holidays when he would be back for two weeks. Finally it was Christmas and our two weeks together flew by. The night before he left to go back home he brought up again us getting married. This time though instead of waiting until we graduated he begged me to leave with him that night and elope. He had asked his parents about it and they had agreed to sign the papers for him and I to be married in his hometown.

After a lot of tears that night I sneaked into my room and packed my suitcase. I remember closing the door to my room and taking my suitcase out of the closet and packing it as full as I could get it. Crying the whole time knowing that I would no longer be living with my family but his in Oklahoma. Our plans were to live with his parents until we both graduated from his high school and then possibly move back to Houston where he could work again with his brother-in-laws company.

We managed to not wake anyone up and drove away. I was so happy thinking that there would be no more good byes for him and I and that we would be together forever.

About an hour towards Oklahoma and my new life I started thinking about my Daddy. Just the night before at supper Daddy said something out of the blue to all of us and yet that night driving with Ronnie I realized my Daddy had meant it for me. He said,"If any of you get married before you graduate High School I will never speak to you again!"

You would have to know my Daddy to know this was not like him to say something this strong. He was a quiet man and our suppers were usually my brothers joking about something they had done that day.

I turned to Ronnie and ask him to turn around and take me back home. I explained to him about what my Daddy had said to us the night before and of course Ronnie tried his best to assure me that my Daddy would not disown me. It was a long drive back home with both of us crying but I told him that we would still love each other in May and after our graduations we would be married.

The next five months were the same as before this happened. We wrote our letters, called each other as much as Ronnie could afford and he surprised me a couple of times on weekends but on the day of my graduation Ronnie phoned me.


Instead of him coming for my graduation that day he would be joining the Navy. Viet Nam was going on and instead of waiting to be drafted he joined up.  Our plans for marriage now would have to wait even longer.

Graduation Day was ruined for me. I can remember how red my eyes were from crying all day.

Six months later Ronnie wrote me that he had fallen in love with a Navy Nurse. This was the first of many heart breaks for me.

Ronnie and Cathy are still married today living in Dallas. He calls my brothers now and then to check on me. I wanted to scan his Senior picture with mine but it was not in my Senior Memory Book and so where it is now is beyond me.

You too can join Donna on the last Monday of the month for Memory Lane Monday.

Hope you are having a great week. I have missed the last two days of work in pain. Good thing I already had this typed or I would of never got it posted. Still no luck getting in to see another doctor for my back because it is hard to switch when your on Workers Comp but I am not giving up.

Love to all
Maggie






20 comments:

Garden of Egan said...

Oh my goodness!!! That is quite a story! I can't believe how close you came to being married at such a young age. So sad that he fell in love with a Navy nurse, but glad they are still together.

It's amazing that as a parent you wonder what it will take to influence your kids to be their best self.

Sue said...

That is such a sad story, Maggie. But at least they've had a good marriage, it seems.

Sorry you are in so much pain again, and I will keep you in my prayers. I sure wish you didn't have to go in and work.

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janet said...

Wow Maggie...this has the makings of a Hollywood screenplay!

What a touching..happy and yet sad story.

Thanks for sharing with us. You were a real beauty in High School and I have a feeling you have aged fabulously.

Be well and have a lovely week.

Janet xox
http://theemptynest-janet.blogspot.com/

Kathy @ Creative Home Expressions said...

What a love story, Maggie! Although, I wouldn't have expected anything less exciting from you! : ) I'm sorry you're home in pain again. Has that lawyer spoken to you yet? If not, I'd start looking for a new one. I work for lawyers in my day job, so don't let them ignore you. You need to be a little aggressive {not Ms. Pearl aggressive, but aggressive!}. : )

artangel said...

Aw Maggie what a wonderful, romantic, bitter-sweet experience your first love was! Mine too :)

It's lovely that he still asks after you after all that time - brought tears to my eyes! x

Dan said...

What a wonderful story! I enjoyed reading every word of it! I guess things turn out the way the a suppose to. It is always hard to understand that at the time though.

I hope you feel better really soon! I have been thinking of you!

Love Ya,
~Dan~

Country Wings in Phoenix said...

Oh Maggie Sweetie...
What a beautiful story of your first love. I love the most that you so loved your Daddy that you turned around and went back. Knowing that when the time was right, if it was meant to be, then all would work out. I think that is what your Daddy was saying in his own way. Isn't it funny how he somehow knew? He was very in tune to you sweet girl. You must have been very close.

Love your Senior picture. It is gorgeous.

I am so sorry to hear that you are still having so much pain sweet friend. I think it might be time to get a new lawyer. I don't think this one is taking things seriously enough. Maybe he needs a dose of Ms Pearl in pain.

Hugs, hugs and more hugs sweetie. Much love, Sherry

Cherrie said...

I love your story!

Sharon said...

What a wonderful love story!!
So sorry to hear that you are still having problems with pain.
I sure hope that you get in to see a new dr and I think maybe you need a new lawyer too.
Prayers and hugs

Tracy said...

Ahhh, Maggie,
What a wonderful enchanting love story! I was so hoping you didn't say he'd gone off to Vietnam and gotten killed; enough heartbreak as it was for you!
Yes, I beleive things happen for a reason and new subject; kinda--you need to get someone new to represent you because obviously the one you have is not doing Jack-sh--...just my opinion!

Linda said...

What a sweet, bittersweet story! I'm sorry it didn't work our with your young man, but I guess it wasn't meant to be.

Julia said...

Maggie, this was a great story and I enjoyed reading about it. Sorry it ended the way it did.

I hope that you find Mr. right some day. I also hope that your back pain gets better soon, you must be exhausted. Someone out there should be able to heal you , or at least put your back right so it can heal.

Where is Ms Pearl? I haven't heard of her lately.
Take care, Love, JB

Keeping you in my prayers.

yaya said...

Such a sad story, but I guess it would have been worse if you two married and then he met this nurse and...well, that's another page for your book to write. He must still care if he checks up on you to this day. His loss...hope you're feeling better soon and please don't give up on getting a new Doc!

Andrea said...

I know I have been MIA, lately...well, for a LONG time, but I have not forgotten about you. Just dropping in to say I was thinking about you and praying for you. Sure hope you are behaving yourself and those crazies you work for are not giving you a hard time. LOVE, HUGS, and PRAYERS,
andrea

Stephanie ~ Angelic Accents said...

Oh, Maggie, this is a sad story. Life is always full of what ifs.....

Feel better soon, dear friend!

Big TX Hugs,
Stephanie
Angelic Accents

dulcy said...

Oh Maggie, that is just the sweetest story! I'm so glad I checked in today. I've been having awful computer problems (you should hear the language flying out of my mouth when I try and post a comment.... oh dear...). So... I've just been looking and not posting much. You have such a gift for writing. Thanks for sharing this sweet little part of your life.
xo
dulcy

Julia said...

Thanks for posting a sweet comment on my blog Maggie. I always love hearing from you. Somehow having a good friend in jail doesn't sound so good but I know that you are on the right side of the bars, lol...

Most of my tulips are gone now and some will be back next year spring. Too bad that blooms don't last longer.

About the fly problem, have you tried fly stickers hanging in the porch ceiling? I use them in the barn and in the late summer I have to change them everyday as it gets hot the cow seem to bring them in on their back. Have a great weekend. Hugs, JB

Sue said...

Maggie-

Thanks for your concern about my mom. If you will just send me your email address, I will give you her mailing address. I don't like to post it in the comments section.

You are so thoughtful!

=)

Rocky Mountain Woman said...

I can't remember my first broken heart, it was a long long long time ago!

Hang in there sweetie, keep after that lawyer!

Brynwood Needleworks said...

Hi Maggie:
The Gene Pitney song "Twenty Four Hours From Tulsa" kept going through my mind as I read this. Sometimes, God knows what we need better than we do. I can't imagine that I would still be married to my first love. He's better left in my memories.
Thanks for sharing your story for Memory Lane Mondays. I'm so glad you joined in.
TTYS,
xoxo
Donna