Post by TomLine on Sept 27, 2017 0:29:51 GMT -5
LOVE HURTS
by Tom Lineaweaver
by Tom Lineaweaver
It sure does.
My first hurt was from Cindy. We were in elementary school. I thought she would be my Mamie Eisenhower. I was her trophy boyfriend. We use to walk around holding hands. One time she said to her teenage neighbor girl, "I got a boyfriend and you don't." I was in fourth grade, she was in third. I purposefully flunked to be with her another year, and I hoped the rest of my life. But, when we got to fifth grade, she found this guy named Wade, and I was history. I remember thinking she won't be my Mamie Eisenhower, and I'll never be President of the United States. Yep, that was my plan when I was 9 years old.
My next hurt was from Judy. My brother-in-law said that I must like Wisconsin cheese. Yep, she was from Wisconsin. And I did like Wisconsin Cheese. I loved Lebanon Baloney and Wisconsin Cheese sandwiches. Well, she was in visiting family that lived a block away from me. We spent a lot of time together. We held hands, and almost kissed, but we got distracted by her little sister. Well, when the time for her to go home, I asked for an address that I could write. She didn't give it to me. Her cousin told me a couple years back that she never got married. Who knows, maybe she's still available. That was in 1970.
Then there was Ronda in 1977. We too had a summer romance. When summer was over, so were we. What is it about Summer? Hazy, hot and humid doesn't just describe Summer weather, but my love life as well. Love does burn you when it's hot.
Then there was Sandy in 1979. Yet another Summer romance. We met in July. We went to church together, prayed together, went to Bible study together. I went to a Chicago concert with her, where we also got to see Orleans. I believe it was August when she was a camp counselor at King's Kids Camp in Dillsburg, PA. While there she called and said she missed me, and that there was a guy bothering her, and asked me to come down and deal with him. Well, I did. I don't know what she wanted, but all I did was talk to him. He was actually a nice guy. In fact, for the concert that evening, I asked him to sit with us. But, before I left to go home, I told him not to bother her anymore, and he promised he wouldn't.
It was September when Bible study started up again. While there someone asked me what was my favorite Bible verse was. I said, "Proverbs 18.22," which says, "Whoever finds a wife finds a good thing and obtains favor from Jehovah." TDL paraphrase ASV. Well, that was probably it. It wasn't long after that she wanted nothing more to do with me. I had ordered a new Bible with her name engraved on it, to give to her on her birthday. But, by that time she didn't want to see me anymore. I gave it to her anyway. She explained to me that she wanted a friend for the Summer, and that she no longer needed me. That really hurt.
But the biggest hurt of my life came from Elizabeth who I met in 1986. We had a two year relationship. We spent so much time together it was almost like we were married. One day I asked her to marry me. She said "yes." The next day she went to bed with another guy. But I really loved her, and I forgave her. And when we got to a point where I was going to ask her again, she just dumped me for another guy, who she had a child with, and eventually got married to him.
I had other lady friends, but none that hurt me. When we parted, we simply drifted apart.
The song "Love Hurts" is really true, at least it has been in my life.
