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   It was a cool autumn day.  Clouds overshadowed the canopy
of blue, as if God wanted to hide the sun's great splendor.  The
winds whispered by as leaves rustled to the ground.

   A day to remember, that was.  The day young women
everywhere wait their whole lives for, and I knew in my heart I
would treasure those moments forever.

   Before me stood a young man with whom I had shared my vast
secrets and enchanted moments.  I had whispered promises in his
ear and did my best to fulfill them.  I had never trusted anyone
with the key to my heart until he entered my life.  Now, I knew
the only safe place for this key to remain was with him.

   This was a first for both of us.  We gazed nervously in
each other's eyes, waiting for the other to make the first move.
I was unsure if we were ready for this.  Making a hasty decision
like this could be so devastating to our lives.

   We stood there in silence for what seemed an eternity.
Echoes from the past rang endlessly in my mind.  The laughter
and tears we had shared will forever be held in a special place
in my heart.  My emotions were so vulnerable at that point.
Part of me wanted to run and hide, and the other said, "Go
ahead.  It's time."

   Then just as if he were reading my mind, he gently grasped
my hand, sending a cold chill up my spine and erasing all my
doubt.  With his soft voice, he whispered, "It's time."

   I stood back to take one last glance at him to remember how
he looked before we took this major step.  Never again would I
look at him as I do now.  Things would be different once we
crossed over; we couldn't look back.

   Once again our eyes met.  If only we could cease time and
steal those moments away in our hearts forever.  Neither he nor
I would ever feel as we did then.  There's only one first time
for everything, and this was it.

   I wrapped my arms around him and playfully kissed the tip
of his nose, then I whispered softly in his ear, "I love you."
Then it happened - the moment we both had been waiting for.

   I'll never forget that day or the silly grin on his face
afterward. Tears streamed down my face as he crossed the street
to step onto the big yellow school bus.  Then he turned to me
and said, 
   "Bye, Mommy.  I love you."

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