I remember when I kissed a girl for the first time.
No, I won’t go into all the details here. That’s between her and me.
Yesterday was the 19th anniversary of my first kiss. If you do the math that’s not long after I met my wife, Leanne. Yep! I’ve only kissed one girl, and it’s my wife.
19 years ago, we stopped at Subway in Grove City, PA after church and picked up lunch for a picnic at McConnell’s Mills. After parking our car at the park, we walked down toward the river and found a nice spot on a rock right on the river. It was here that we spent some time eating lunch and talking. And eventually, it happened – the first kiss.
Like I said earlier, the details are for Leanne and me. But let me just say, it was great! And yes, it was worth the wait. I’ll leave it at that.
I recall coming back to campus at Grove City College after dropping Leanne off at her dorm. I felt like I was floating. I came back to my dorm room which was filled with guys from my hall watching Sunday afternoon football. One of my buddies figured it out – must have been the smile on my face. Later that night, I was in the Hicks Dining Hall for dinner, and I was still floating. At one point, I was obviously not paying attention to what I was doing. I dropped my tray as I was interacting with one of Leanne’s friends. Embarrassing, but it didn’t matter. I had still had one of the best days of my life.
And that’s how I remember when I had my first kiss.
Do you remember your first kiss? Who did you kiss? Where did you share your first kiss?