My 100-Word Love Story: On remembering a quarter century of love, marriage and children

<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-6Nv-I9KGKSGradzn4uVGCGwlIIqu6YESm-1suFcZMPRiwiLdSTA77edoUNHBJX_icd_5IMR6fomZjbThlRL3hnUWil6VSQminw31x5fwcRGL9Q4NhLk3kPTJZFXQrmT8ivedcgri830/s1600/aa.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713621242907940178" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-6Nv-I9KGKSGradzn4uVGCGwlIIqu6YESm-1suFcZMPRiwiLdSTA77edoUNHBJX_icd_5IMR6fomZjbThlRL3hnUWil6VSQminw31x5fwcRGL9Q4NhLk3kPTJZFXQrmT8ivedcgri830/s400/aa.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 0px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 316px;" /></a>When Melissa asked me to write a few words for her <a href="http://melissabxoxo.blogspot.com/search/label/100-word%20love%20stories">Valentine's love column</a>, I gladly agreed. Then I spent the next week hemming and hawing about what to write. I couldn’t think of anything that would be “<em>Valentine worthy</em>.” But, then I got to thinking: Isn’t a marriage that lasted almost 25 years and produced two beautiful children enough to call it a love story? And, isn’t a marriage where my husband rubbed my back every single night for those 25 years enough for a love story? What about the memories I carry close to my heart, even today, almost 9 years after his death? All the days spent in the hospital with Melissa during her 26 surgeries ought to qualify us for some sort of place in the annals of devotion! Being able to be with Brian every single day for 4 months during his cancer treatment was indeed a gift for our marriage. Even the ordinary days were special when we were together. There was always laughter in our home and hearts. Even today, long after I ceased being a wife, I can feel him with me every day. I guess ours is a Valentine-worthy love story after all! Happy Valentine’s Day, Brian.<br /><br /><strong>--By Sharon, mother of the blogger</strong>

My 100-Word Love Story: On remembering a quarter century of love, marriage and children

When Melissa asked me to write a few words for her Valentine's love column , I gladly agreed. Then I spent the next week hemming and haw...

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My 100-Word Love Story: On the lovely little things he does for me

<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha4rvRFPc-o_hQPu9j0npGmLt64CKI3csVEI-j_mT4rlM0yQZkBy24_rrIj-lvGrg04Swd_M94PKZysZwsXOfGvxFzJzmIh1tEkFqrdELF8EPV_mA4UYonVPf3W3bmdScLg-nS8whXiho/s1600/Pirates_ride_2.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5712777911329312114" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha4rvRFPc-o_hQPu9j0npGmLt64CKI3csVEI-j_mT4rlM0yQZkBy24_rrIj-lvGrg04Swd_M94PKZysZwsXOfGvxFzJzmIh1tEkFqrdELF8EPV_mA4UYonVPf3W3bmdScLg-nS8whXiho/s400/Pirates_ride_2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 0px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" /></a>Love is the little things he does without me asking: Putting my phone in the charger before we go to bed, filling up my water bottle, rubbing my back whenever I’m on my stomach and checking the lock on the doors at night to keep his family safe. Every action and every word from him is a gesture of love, and I have never gone a day without feeling completely and utterly loved by him.<br /><br /><strong>--By Tiffany from <a href="http://dancingbranflakes.blogspot.com/">Dancing Branflakes</a></strong>

My 100-Word Love Story: On the lovely little things he does for me

Love is the little things he does without me asking: Putting my phone in the charger before we go to bed, filling up my water bottle, rubbin...

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My 100-Word Love Story: On loving him (and his smelly feet) unconditionally

<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI9jtoMIgu1-sXzfiHKMHCVcJZQVgeCO48tn3eieroZNKlUgwjpuYYhxhY2yeaRDERW3LylpheE_iIgRTHRmCMffMsoF8J3iK9jQhasgD2LnToBwfRDvVtFHTVs6HJDlo439bKP1iV5DM/s1600/Phil_and_I_in_Florida.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5712329136367857458" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI9jtoMIgu1-sXzfiHKMHCVcJZQVgeCO48tn3eieroZNKlUgwjpuYYhxhY2yeaRDERW3LylpheE_iIgRTHRmCMffMsoF8J3iK9jQhasgD2LnToBwfRDvVtFHTVs6HJDlo439bKP1iV5DM/s400/Phil_and_I_in_Florida.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 0px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" /></a>My guy and I have been together for almost 9 years. He has supported me, loved me and held me through every crisis. I don't tell him enough that he is everything to me. We have a daughter (Ellie, 7), and seeing them together only makes me love him more. He's goofy, he snores, his feet smell and I wouldn't have him any other way! He works hard, he accepts me for all my faults and he still makes me laugh like it's the very first time. I'm so grateful to have him in my life!<br /><br /><strong>--By Cat</strong>

My 100-Word Love Story: On loving him (and his smelly feet) unconditionally

My guy and I have been together for almost 9 years. He has supported me, loved me and held me through every crisis. I don't tell him eno...

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My 100-Word Love Story: On loving the one that got away

<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGWUB9cQy_7WrW7HV1ti4DEVe5IzqSeNlj0x-ecZeeTg3PzXjb6V0HkuuVBU0Y4hUqgozql3NuMK7LgKAyhQcBJMmivCNqAS8opFsSxZghbMjynYcSayJ5hvNXYeaJiXNX3RxJZ8IIJYY/s1600/DSCF6977.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711747386667225474" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGWUB9cQy_7WrW7HV1ti4DEVe5IzqSeNlj0x-ecZeeTg3PzXjb6V0HkuuVBU0Y4hUqgozql3NuMK7LgKAyhQcBJMmivCNqAS8opFsSxZghbMjynYcSayJ5hvNXYeaJiXNX3RxJZ8IIJYY/s400/DSCF6977.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 0px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" /></a>It was eleven years ago when I first felt my heart going whacko. Passing along the guidance counselor’s office. I skipped happily; my heart did the same thing. Every meeting with him was the reason why the birds sing<br /><br />A year ago, I came across this familiar face. The smile and the cheer had not left its place. We were awkward, but I have found warmth. Times had changed, yet he still took my breath away. But I played with fire and I got burned. Months have passed..<br />He is now finally free from me, and he will be married soon.<br /><br /><strong>--By Ica from <a href="http://benchwarmer.blogspot.com/">The Benchwarmer's Blog</a></strong>

My 100-Word Love Story: On loving the one that got away

It was eleven years ago when I first felt my heart going whacko. Passing along the guidance counselor’s office. I skipped happily; my heart ...

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My 100-Word Love Story: On how my vacation fling turned into the real thing

<div align="center"> </div><a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7177/6913638833_92ed3ca372_z.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7177/6913638833_92ed3ca372_z.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 603px;" /></a>Vacation romances aren't meant to last. They are just flings. Traveling to Seattle was a last-minute decision. Life was a mess. Just before I left, my company folded. Romance wasn't in the picture. Then I met Russell. I was sitting at a computer searching for a job at a hostel, and he came by. The moment I saw him, I knew he was The One. He became my best friend. It was the romance that shouldn't have worked, but three years later, we have a daughter, are engaged and happy.<br /><br /><strong>--By Samantha from <a href="http://www.reinventedsamantha.blogspot.com">Reinvented In Seattle</a></strong>

My 100-Word Love Story: On how my vacation fling turned into the real thing

Vacation romances aren't meant to last. They are just flings. Traveling to Seattle was a last-minute decision. Life was a mess. Just be...

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My 100-Word Love Story: On how the brainiac fell for the jock

<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCV7no1Y9Gr_VdhYiuDNivwTahwyE-YN9wWXiALCFYqiXOldzdnU_EH_x1E_TfYVPlYgWPT0DwuWNGabcRHzqYI1jWd4YhagiZOmaO0P5F7Jw9J3guUJbGE3ZFN4mib2bARrTVrbvr8kU/s1600/01.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711271940316849570" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCV7no1Y9Gr_VdhYiuDNivwTahwyE-YN9wWXiALCFYqiXOldzdnU_EH_x1E_TfYVPlYgWPT0DwuWNGabcRHzqYI1jWd4YhagiZOmaO0P5F7Jw9J3guUJbGE3ZFN4mib2bARrTVrbvr8kU/s400/01.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 0px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" /></a>It was the stuff of teenage dreams. The <span style="font-style:italic;">jock</span> and the <span style="font-style:italic;">brain</span> were forced to sit together for the whole semester, far from their respective groups. Julian and I were that odd pair. I was so close-minded that when he first sat with me, I started counting the future tragedies. But as time went by, people started wondering why laughter and endless chattering often came from that particular spot. Yes, I had a crush on him. Him. I don’t know. However, he was the first person to say "<span style="font-style:italic;">You're beautiful</span>" and the first to offer friendship. I’m grateful for knowing him.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">--By Aisa from <a href="http://lovesand.blogspot.com/">LoveSand</a></span>

My 100-Word Love Story: On how the brainiac fell for the jock

It was the stuff of teenage dreams. The jock and the brain were forced to sit together for the whole semester, far from their respective g...

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My 100-Word Love Story: On surviving the friend zone

<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj76DtgIK7VnnLRSbqdC-vmwXdoqSnukgGYyCbPNTDbUcuCLTj69EBXe1XBJHJbBKXR3eHAnBO4LUUpTDPFyI-OXqLTcos_H05vRQLV4h0k1It33FegfDf9mCK04wPS6PwTIZKjeLeqgdg/s1600/love.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709918365758107186" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj76DtgIK7VnnLRSbqdC-vmwXdoqSnukgGYyCbPNTDbUcuCLTj69EBXe1XBJHJbBKXR3eHAnBO4LUUpTDPFyI-OXqLTcos_H05vRQLV4h0k1It33FegfDf9mCK04wPS6PwTIZKjeLeqgdg/s400/love.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 0px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" /></a>JJ and I met during my first week in college. He eventually became one of my best friends -- my constant moral support. Slowly but surely, I began to see him as more. We became a couple on October 18, 2011. Right now, he’s in London studying abroad. Times are tough, and while he’s not perfect, I love him and miss him dearly. I can’t wait for him to come home. I’ve been through rocky relationships, but he tells me I’m worth being loved. Everyone is. He gives me hope and shows me every day what love really means.<br /><br /><strong>--By Jennifer Ramos from <a href="http://www.lifelovewhy.com/">Life, Love and Why</a></strong>

My 100-Word Love Story: On surviving the friend zone

JJ and I met during my first week in college. He eventually became one of my best friends -- my constant moral support. Slowly but surely, I...

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My 100-Word Love Story: On marrying my best friend

<div align="center"> </div><a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7198/6886379433_b317dc55cf_z.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7198/6886379433_b317dc55cf_z.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 0px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 535px;" /></a>I realized that I loved him late one night. March 2008. Watching a movie. Sipping a red <em>way</em> past its prime. We had just attempted our <em>second</em> first date -- sushi. <br /><br />I sat there nervously, hoping he wouldn't notice the ferocious pounding in my chest. And after four years of friendship, I didn't just want him to kiss me, I wanted him to want me. And he did. <br /><br />This August, he asked me to share my life with him. I, of course, agreed! After knowing him eight years, I'm still surprised when I must remind my heart to be still. <br /><br /><strong>--By Ryan from <a href="http://www.thismustbetheplaceryan.blogspot.com/">This Must Be The Place</a></strong>

My 100-Word Love Story: On marrying my best friend

I realized that I loved him late one night. March 2008. Watching a movie. Sipping a red way past its prime. We had just attempted our seco...

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My 100-Word Love Story: On discovering your own happiness

<div align="center"> </div><a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7184/6881078927_2e75a03e73.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7184/6881078927_2e75a03e73.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 0px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 465px;" /></a>My love story starts with my first school. It was the perfect college -- the best one around. I was ecstatic that they wanted me and they were giving me a huge scholarship. I should have been having the time of my life my freshman year, but I was miserable and scared to admit I had “failed.” Eventually, I realized I have to do what’s right for me to take a chance at being happy. So I left home and started school in the big city! I have fallen in love with my beautiful school. The lesson: Risks can pay off.<br /><br /><strong>--By Hayley from <a href="http://classyinkc.blogspot.com/">Classy In KC</a></strong>

My 100-Word Love Story: On discovering your own happiness

My love story starts with my first school. It was the perfect college -- the best one around. I was ecstatic that they wanted me and they w...

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My 100-Word Love Story: On listening to the beat of your heart

<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqle0toF8_SoXM5nkodARKbVW_ZFjVSO711gtDDvGdmXIOwhfbhUMBopOebfFPb4dC4DemIGRg27bwjbqhWzPDV8lXyxHryQG6aO98LImvsnD1A-wF94G-rLO2YuOsYaxVeA3b9Hr95lc/s1600/merpaulwedding.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709017165253792338" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqle0toF8_SoXM5nkodARKbVW_ZFjVSO711gtDDvGdmXIOwhfbhUMBopOebfFPb4dC4DemIGRg27bwjbqhWzPDV8lXyxHryQG6aO98LImvsnD1A-wF94G-rLO2YuOsYaxVeA3b9Hr95lc/s400/merpaulwedding.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 0px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" /></a>I had an unrequited crush on my fellow band-class drummer, Paul, in 6th and 7th grade. By 8th grade, we became friends -- and I fell in love. I was convinced we’d one day get married, but he asked out another girl in our class -- a huge blow to my life plan. When they broke up a month later, I walked 20 minutes uphill in a blizzard to see if Paul was okay. On the phone that night, I asked him to be my boyfriend. He said yes. And I said yes when he proposed a decade later.<br /><div align="center"> </div><a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7057/6875975643_e23819306c_z.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7057/6875975643_e23819306c_z.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 0px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 596px;" /></a>(<em>The couple in 8th grade -- they'd been dating for five months</em>)<br /><br /><strong>--By Meredith Bodgas from <a href="http://www.meritalbliss.com">Merital Bliss</a></strong><br /><br />P.S. I'm honored to also be guest posting on Merital Bliss today. Read my post about what my <a href="http://meritalbliss.com/2012/02/why-get-married/">parents taught me about marriage</a>. Thanks so much, Meredith! :)

My 100-Word Love Story: On listening to the beat of your heart

I had an unrequited crush on my fellow band-class drummer, Paul, in 6th and 7th grade. By 8th grade, we became friends -- and I fell in love...

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My 100-Word Love Story: On connecting through Facebook and college football games

<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNwe3xJ7xneD0t4Ei0-PVKcv7jiYL9q7pLe5wDoLUkWYK3EcqIeuNZ60vrDnGA2tZzcFw1la5TyYi-bndcZW5bv7BAnAL0e-gT1K7Ud0JVAoEBkE2tSqhyUKPPQoo5PSpIuvgQ-MTw_ww/s1600/aa.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708363472356981090" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNwe3xJ7xneD0t4Ei0-PVKcv7jiYL9q7pLe5wDoLUkWYK3EcqIeuNZ60vrDnGA2tZzcFw1la5TyYi-bndcZW5bv7BAnAL0e-gT1K7Ud0JVAoEBkE2tSqhyUKPPQoo5PSpIuvgQ-MTw_ww/s400/aa.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 0px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 340px;" /></a>Through a random act of Facebook contact, running into each other on campus and unknowingly sitting near each other at football games, I met my best friend (<em>and boyfriend</em>) during college. When I found out that his football student-ticket seat was near mine, I decided that the time had come -- I had to make a move! We hung out during that football game, after that game and we still hang out for games today! We’ve been together through two college transfers, three years of long-distance love across two states and a total of four awesome years!<br /><br /><strong>--By Ashley Parsons from <a href="http://www.thesweetashleylife.blogspot.com/">The Sweet Life</a></strong>

My 100-Word Love Story: On connecting through Facebook and college football games

Through a random act of Facebook contact, running into each other on campus and unknowingly sitting near each other at football games, I met...

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My 100-Word Love Story: On meeting my soul mate in elementary school

<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKfKXM5UtSZ-WEVbmWNwb_elPsM94-RuYCC0EWSMLEGMMTHvnU7jgt2LcT0s9UbF7d_fBsvl6nTTe9xtNE_j29tAj5UDvDxAobi_cI-MPSv24FMuw9Hh4Pu0hwBHL-U1iCLNnvRmyZFMM/s1600/aa"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707504332723680818" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKfKXM5UtSZ-WEVbmWNwb_elPsM94-RuYCC0EWSMLEGMMTHvnU7jgt2LcT0s9UbF7d_fBsvl6nTTe9xtNE_j29tAj5UDvDxAobi_cI-MPSv24FMuw9Hh4Pu0hwBHL-U1iCLNnvRmyZFMM/s400/aa" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 0px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" /></a>My husband teased me in elementary school. He wrote me love notes in middle school. And he was one of my best friends in high school. After we graduated, he was my confidant and my rock; he called me long distance to give me advice, tell me about his day and to make sure I was doing okay. We grew up together, we saw beautiful places together and then one summer night as we stared up at the stars, he said to me, "I've loved you for as long as I can remember." And I've loved him back ever since.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE1MUIzxja2-m8Uh3wA-Je0e8EBUmaGjUQOGmLH8ro8TUp7k55CXSEuH2wEys4a4b8_tuK78rzAKI8I2JFpxbBF-uyk4ourmj3RlMJywv_oCJwUi7zxKnpExlMzAbFCHx9OseTCo82FII/s1600/aa2.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707504330257672674" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE1MUIzxja2-m8Uh3wA-Je0e8EBUmaGjUQOGmLH8ro8TUp7k55CXSEuH2wEys4a4b8_tuK78rzAKI8I2JFpxbBF-uyk4ourmj3RlMJywv_oCJwUi7zxKnpExlMzAbFCHx9OseTCo82FII/s400/aa2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 0px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" /></a>(<em>The couple in middle school</em>)<br /><br /><strong>--By Stephanie from <a href="http://artistwifemom.blogspot.com/">Adventures of an Artist, Wife and Mom</a></strong>

My 100-Word Love Story: On meeting my soul mate in elementary school

My husband teased me in elementary school. He wrote me love notes in middle school. And he was one of my best friends in high school. After ...

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My 100-Word Love Story: On being able to laugh at yourself

<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghR-lZnNCMuFpSJ7o63A-ItXmQLSNMQ7IQ_Yyxi0wm2ZVb1LUKjWKd1cdwaZLBznKxaYdBXfPTh7cKMB6DFzYV3BLXSjob8A-C1TnRoIGgBHDFGo5MtJy-knpbAKuPJzDGzERy7MziOx0/s1600/00"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707183495743607250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghR-lZnNCMuFpSJ7o63A-ItXmQLSNMQ7IQ_Yyxi0wm2ZVb1LUKjWKd1cdwaZLBznKxaYdBXfPTh7cKMB6DFzYV3BLXSjob8A-C1TnRoIGgBHDFGo5MtJy-knpbAKuPJzDGzERy7MziOx0/s400/00" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 0px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" /></a>In college, I got involved in a week-long charity event. I fancied the leader of the group so much that I did something I had never done before: Sing in public! But not just any singing -- karaoke singing of a Karen Carpenter song. Couldn’t have picked something more difficult, could I?! For years, I looked back in horror and embarrassment, especially since he chose another girl from the charity group instead of me. Now I can’t even remember his name. Moral of the story: No matter how bad it seems now, in 10 years, you won’t even remember his name.<br /><br /><strong>--By Roanna from <a href="http://www.lavaligiadiroanna.blogspot.com/">La valigia di Roanna</a></strong><br /><br /><em>P.S. Congrats, Roanna, on the little one on the way! :)</em>

My 100-Word Love Story: On being able to laugh at yourself

In college, I got involved in a week-long charity event. I fancied the leader of the group so much that I did something I had never done bef...

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My 100-Word Love Story: On finding my first love

<em>I'm so excited to share the first story in our special <a href="http://melissabxoxo.blogspot.com/search/label/valentine%27s%20day">Valentine's Day</a> series, friends! For the rest of the week and next week, look for a new ode to love every day! xoxo</em><br /><div align="center"> </div><a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7144/6843512069_a343999eaf_z.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7144/6843512069_a343999eaf_z.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 0px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 533px;" /></a>When I first met Joshua through a friend of a friend I thought: Cute, cool and a genuine guy...hard to find at the age of 17! Time passes, and he experiences his first love. Then six months later, his first heart break. I had no intention of making a move; we were firm friends at this point, so I was merely supportive -- sharing typical metal music when he needed to rage. We went from From friends to best friends, and on September 12, 2010, we started our own relationship. I am so glad I can share my future with Joshua -- mi grande oso (<em>my big bear in Spanish</em>).<br /><br /><strong>--By Sophie from <a href="http://thebirdsongsxx.blogspot.com/">The Bird Song</a></strong>

My 100-Word Love Story: On finding my first love

I'm so excited to share the first story in our special Valentine's Day series, friends! For the rest of the week and next week, loo...

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Wanted: 100-word love stories

<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmuVSC82evvcEzNx-FpNl0dQcgLayl4qdusovnTajEgdoqAD4s4WgrFKtUs0-7taUiHX0nhrPJzWrWDF_SBuQ48ktO0gHamjw_xYDto7nGXfTXvTpJU9RtVlDJyWQxcz7smmLXkuL7_CE/s1600/01.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706066645050142274" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmuVSC82evvcEzNx-FpNl0dQcgLayl4qdusovnTajEgdoqAD4s4WgrFKtUs0-7taUiHX0nhrPJzWrWDF_SBuQ48ktO0gHamjw_xYDto7nGXfTXvTpJU9RtVlDJyWQxcz7smmLXkuL7_CE/s400/01.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 0px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 223px;" /></a>As part of our <a href="http://melissabxoxo.blogspot.com/search/label/valentine%27s%20day">Valentine's Day celebration</a>, I want to feature <em>your</em> stories, friends. Your loves. Your heartbreaks. Your first crushes. Your most embarrassing moments. I want to hear it all...stories about your significant other, mother, father, best friend, former best friend. The fun twist? I want to hear these stories in 100 words! Doesn't that sound like fun, friends? I'd love to hear from you, so feel free to email me (mellow1422 [at] aol [dot] com), and look for stories this week and next week! Are you in the Valentine's spirit yet? xoxo<br /><br />[Graphic by <a href="http://www.someecards.com/valentines-day-cards/valentines-day-date-boyfriend-girlfriend-love-funny-ecard">Someecards</a>]

Wanted: 100-word love stories

As part of our Valentine's Day celebration , I want to feature your stories, friends. Your loves. Your heartbreaks. Your first crushes....

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