Loved and Lost? What Happened to the One?

jwc, still looking. But not very hard! Been married/divorced x2. Lost track of everyone from hometown. Don't go to HS reunions. They don't happen when I'm around. More interested in my Grandchildren, these days. Doubt anyone's looking for me, either. LOL!!

As the song says, " thank God for unanswered prayers"!

The "one that got away" was just a case of right guy/wrong time. That was about 35 years ago - we were just too young and life took us to different places (and people) in the time it took for us to grow up. Last I heard he was happily married with a beautiful daughter; that was 20 years ago. I was married (although not so happily) then too, now that I think about it. It wasn't meant to be or it would have been, right?!

I like being single just fine. Being alone, not so much all the time, but single suits me just fine. (But I do hate Valentine's day!)

Found him, became dear friends with him, fell in love with him, married him, lost him far far too young.

Hole in heart.

I don't believe in love anymore.

I love the first choice on your poll....that is just too funny!

Kids are all grown....we stay together for the cat! (Just kidding...you couldn't run either one of us off with a bucket of @!$%# and a mop)

This is a pretty cute article. I fell in love with someone who my I thought was my Ideal.

It took me many years and tears to work through the loss, he was insanely jealous, I think I would not be here if I had chose to go back to him. (That is my sister's sentiment at least)

I had asked my younger sister what would she have thought of my life if I had went back to him; Dolly said "Short". I laughed for weeks and so did everyone else I shared that with. giggle, giggle...

Met the love of my life, spent 20 years with him, he died in 2004. HUGE hole in my heart.

Never had that bolt-from-the-sky, one-and-only, absolute soulmate feeling. No idea what that's like About 25 years ago I did meet someone that I grew closer and closer to as time went by. Marrying her was the smartest thing I ever did.

I was in love with someone...he had my heart. We were to be married during the summer of 1996. He was kind, caring, and he treated me like a queen. He treated my son as his own child. His family loved us...everything was perfect (not).

Unfortunately, he was calling his ex-girlfriend everyday from work. Seems she had a child by him. She told him about it once she heard he was marrying me. I didn't have a clue.

I went to his house after he got done with work one day, since we were supposed to go somewhere with his brother, and he was playing basketball in the yard with his brothers.

He walked over to the car and told me it had been fun, but he was going to marry his ex.

I felt as if I had been kicked in the stomach. I was absolutely stunned...

It took me a long time to get over that! I found out so much about him by other people after that happened, and it was actually best for me that we did not get married, but I grieved for a long, long time...my heart was totally broken.

It finally healed and now I am married to a kind man. Not a very romantic person, but he is a good guy anyway:-) Life goes on...

My goodness, where to begin! Sorry to all who have lost loved ones! Glad for those of us who have kicked the bad ones to the curb!!!!!!!!!! And encouraging those who are still looking, to find that special someone to love and respect us!!

On "that day", may we all look in the mirror and find someone who will always love us, ourselves. And not in a bad way! We all deserve it. And more!!

I'm with him now. We both agreed that everything in our life was a dress rehearsal for what we have now. Believe me it has been real good. Now is the test, though. We've both lost our jobs. I have an offer in a location he doesn't want to go to because he's convinced his chances are better about eleven hours south of where my offer is. So after all this comfort with each other, he's willing to sacrifice it for the sake of going back to familiar places. Guess I don't matter as much as I thought.

We met while he was still in college, I was working, typed his PhD thesis for him, he moves to Il for job, loved him lots......after 3 years I finally tell him, he gets out of bed and drives back to Il,

Meet ex-husband, looks just like him^.....not like him at all, get divorced, call his^ parents, he's still single, never reconnect.

Now I just cyberstalk him on facebook. But still brings happy memories!

She was one grade lower than me. I graduated, joined the Navy and she was going to join me after she graduated. About three months later comes the Dear John letter. To young, and I am much better off without her. Beautiful wife of almost 24yrs, and two wonderful children. But she still has a small piece of my heart.

Facebook can be scary, logged on to communicate with son in Iraq, Didn't look for her, but she contacted me. 25+ years later she was still looking for me. She wrote me several very long e-mails on how her life went to S***t, and wondered if we still had a chance. I politely informed her that she had the chance for a much better life in exotic places, but she was the one that wrote the Dear John letter.

Can anyone ever forget their first true love? Doesn't that person hold a special place in one's heart? In my case we began dating in high school. She was intelligent, mature, goal oriented, pretty (prom and high school rodeo queen), barrel racer and athletic.

I was an athlete who did as little as possible in the classroom and was pretty much a happy go lucky irresponsible teenager.

We both went away to college, I in a different state. We stayed in contact, but my summer job and her schedule led us in different directions. She met a responsible goal oriented guy and I played.

Then a beautiful, confident brunette caught my eye when we were introduced as bridge partners. She was instrumental in getting me to "crack the books" in college and we married 3 months after graduation. The same day and a block from where my first love was being married.

I never saw first love again as we moved to opposite ends of North America and she died of cancer 12 years after she was married. I visited her grave site when I returned to the area where we grew up.

I've been married for 42 years to that brunette that caught my eye. I've been her fulltime caregiver for almost 15 years. Regrets? I had a few, but then too few to mention. I did, what I had to do, and saw it through, without exemption.

Thanks to all the wonderful women who I was fortunate enough to know! Especially a Mother who taught her son to respect and cherish the fairer sex.

Happy Valentine's Day to everyone. Be sure to stay in touch with those you love and care about!

Yes, I too Thank You all for sharing your stories.

God Bless,

T

He proposed under a street lamp in front of my favorite place. A light mist of rain glistened all around us. On one knee he promised to love me forever and ever. The next morning with a big beautiful diamond, the three of us flew to Cancun to enjoy Valentine’s Day. I miss that guy. I said, “I do” …then a few years later he was gone.

~Till death do we part, honey. Happy Valentine’s Day. Your death will be painful and slow, I long to hear your heart break. I hope I am holding it when it does. *ignore the bloody knife.

I used to love him, but I think I should have killed him. This is my least favorite month of the entire year. I was also married in February so it is just a big suck-fest. Boy, that scab was itchy! I am so glad I just decided to pick at it.