My First — Love Is My Friends Mom

Let me be very clear: this realization did not feel good. It felt like drowning.

They say you never forget your first love. Usually, that story involves a desk mate in biology or a summer camp crush. Mine is a little more complicated. My first love wasn't a peer; it was the woman who made the snacks after school and drove us to soccer practice. It was my best friend’s mom. The Moment It Shifted It didn’t start as a "crush." For years, she was just my first love is my friends mom

It’s often about admiration from a distance. Let me be very clear: this realization did not feel good