Sometimes, you stumble into love

wonder usually refers to an emotion that you fall into. It acts as a series of feelings that catches you off balance and can cause a large(p) deal of pain when you come crashing to the end of that exhilarating emotional fall. However, sometimes you can accidentally stumble into get laid as well. You might not even know what the feeling of love is until you straighten yourself out and timber closer at the soulfulness who was kind n grouch to catch clutch bag of you before you hit the dread(a) end. I happened to be peerless of the gilded ones who stumbled into love, unexpectedly and whole heartedly. My first love was the person who was kind enough to catch me and support me with patience while I straightened myself out and ultimately dod the word I was looking for to describe my feelings for him Love.I was xv when I started working as a carhop at the local 50s diner in t consume. My job included do vast ice cream treats for our customers and delivering food and drinks o ut to their cars in the middle of the searing spend heat. It did not take long for a young girl in this atmosphere to become a popular attraction for the local priapic teens in the area. Especially since the restaurant I was working at was unless two blocks away from a large all male senior spirited direct take. With constantly being barraged with their attitudes and immaturity, love or a relationship was the know thing on my mind.Friday nights of football season were the worst, the football players and fans would pack the diner with loud raucous after game activity and lewd comments. It was on one of these chaotic nights in mid-September while I was frantically making orders for my extra carhopping customers that a young man with a powder docile 66 mustang caught me mid-fall, literally. I had a heavy tray with large sodas and several ice cream shakes carefully arranged on it and ready to be delivered to a customer waiting in their car. As I picked up the tray from the recu rrence and went to walk out the door, my shoe caught a fold in the rug floor mat, and I began to stumble forward. For a moment e very(prenominal)thing was a dread blur, and then I felt myself and my tray miraculously steadied by the weighting of an another(prenominal) person.I straightened up and looked over my food items, thankful that all a little bit of ice cream had dribbled down the stance of the shake glasses. Then I looked up to see who my rescuer happened to be and gazed into the brown eyes of my first love, though I did not and know it. To my astonishment he was actually the one blushing. I tell a quick thank you to him and headed out to my impatient customers.After the engage Friday night crowd began to disperse I headed over to his t equal and asked him if he wanted anything to eat or drink it would be my treat for him assist me to save that order of food and possibly some of my pride. He asked if I had time to have a Coke with him before he left, so I took my din ner break and spent the next half time of day talking with him. We exchanged email addresses and promised to keep in touch.Soon through email correspondences and local hang outs we became good friends. I soon wise to(p) that he, being nineteen years old, had just graduated from luxuriously drill the previous year. His new plan for a career included enlist in the U.S. Air Force. Before I knew it he was signed up and deployed for a one year tour of duty in sulfur Korea.Read alsoSummary Love Is Never Silent however even though he was half a world away, we never missed a beat in individually others lives. Emails or letters, and on rare occasions a short shout call, would keep us connected to the ongoing events in each others corner of the world. Neither of us at the time were doing very well, he was suffering culture shock and category sickness, while I struggled under the pressure of school work, career work and parents who were overprotective and had high expectations of th eir youngest and only daughter.While I labored away in school I began having doubts almost how much of my inhalation was my own and how much of that ambition was fueled by my parents. I struggled with my chosen college, chosen career ambit and even whether or not I wanted to attend school right away after high school graduation. My parents wanted me to go to a near by University, I wanted to go to one that was nearly halfway across the country. There were bitter fights in our home and at times it seemed like my only support came from the man stationed so far away. The only confidence I had in myself came from his encouragement at that point.Later, when he came back to the U.S., I promised to visit him after my own high school graduation. At that point it would have been two years since we had seen each other and I wanted to see him again before I got too busy as I rededicated myself to upcoming college school work. However, I had my doubts about seeing him and I could not figure out why. I had become nervous and fidgety about meeting him type to face again after so long, even though we had talked consistently on the phone for months.One night when he pressed me for an exact experience and time that I would be able to visit, I told him all about my reasons for hesitating to visit. Amazingly, he laughed and sheepishly admitted he had very similar feelings of his own about the reunion. Then at the end, he blurted out those three big(a) words, I love you. It took me a snatch to process the thought, and another minute to actually appreciate it, and finally the light of realization clicked on and I recognized I loved him as well. After a few moments of awkward silence while I gathered my thoughts I was able to reciprocate those words to him.Sometimes, people stumble into love quite literally. The person who catches and supports you can do such a good job of it that you and feel yourself falling into love. In the end it is not a painful emotional crash that b reaks your heart, but a crash of realization that makes you realize just what your heart was trying to tell you all along. Stumbling or falling, love has a way of catching hold of you when you least expect it.ReferencesCarmichael, J. (2006) Re Love Interview Questions. Online email interview. Retrieved 14 July2006. Hotmail.Hall, R. L. (2000). The Human Embrace The Love of Philosophy and the Philosophy of LoveKierkegaard, Cavell, Nussbaum. University Park, PA Pennsylvania State University Press. Retrieved July 16, 2006, from Questia database http//www.questia.com/PM.qst?a=o&d=98167535