Ste. He was my brothers best mate. I was 4 when i decided i loved him. He was 11. I knew him growing up and i was always his best mates little sister and he was always lovely and kind to me. He married very young and in my late teens i babysat for his kids. He used to walk me home arm in arm afterwards.....all in innocence.....but i almost floated home each time. Lol. He and his wife split up so i didnt see him for many years. But we became friends on FB years later and we actually became good pals due to our taste in music. He remarried and was very happy. Sadly, he battled cancer, but recovered. A few years later he sensed things were not good again. I dunno why...but i told him i'd have a crush on him since i was 4 and he said he'd never realised ..... i was glad about that. We arranged to meet for cuppa one afternoon and had a really good laugh recalling stuff we remembered from years ago. I think we both knew we'd never see each other again. Sadly, he died less than 6th months later. Such a lovely person, boy and man x
It was a Catholic school, and she told me that she would only agree to be my girlfriend if I promised to be a priest when I grew up.
This caused me great consternation. I tried to explain to her that I could not become a priest because I was nervous about speaking in front of groups!
Then my family moved, and I never saw her again. 😩
Canice O'Brien. He painted a red stripe on my white polo neck in preschool. I was absolutely smitten ever since, until he kicked me in the knee, because I didn't invite him to my all girl birthday party!
