When I was 12 I headed off to boarding school...I was very shy and self conscious. I was joined by my life-long friend, Miss V. I can remember someone rushing in to tell us about this gorgeous boy who was in our year. I can still remember seeing him for the first time...he was so handsome. He wore almost white ripped jeans...I can still see him.
That was it, he was too beautiful to ever talk to...and so I didn't, or at least not that I can remember. In three years, I was too shy to get to know him. Miss V did however become friends with him. I left after 3 years and went to another school, Miss V stayed another year, and the handsome boy stayed the full 6 years in that school.
Many years later Miss V met the Handsome boy and his Girlfriend...they had bought a piece of land not too far away.."you must meet him" she told me...she also told me how beautiful his girlfriend was.....of course she's gorgeous I thought, but she's probably a total blonde bomb-shell..."all high-heels and hair-do".
The Handsome boy married his girlfriend, Miss V went to the wedding.
Soon after I had our twins, Miss V contacted me to tell me that she was bringing the Handsome boy to meet us at an event we were at one Sunday afternoon....I waited for him to arrive..
When he walked towards me, I knew it was him, he looked the same....but I was not overwhelmed. He was very pleasant, but 4 children stopped any great conversation, and it was all a bit quiet.
Soon after, we were to meet him and his wife at a charity fancy dress...I braced myself for meeting the dolly-bird. We didn't dress in fancy dress, but the Handsome boy and his wife dressed as Smurfs! They had their faces covered in blue face paint, so I still didn't know what she was like! But both Colm and I chatted to him for ages, after all, I wasn't 12 anymore.
We then made plans to visit them at their house.
I finally got to see his wife, without face-paint...and yes, she was 6ft, blonde, but so lovely. Not a bombshell at all..I think my son fell in love immediately, and my girls all love her too. She is so easy-going, and thoughtful.
As for the Handsome boy, well he's still handsome, but he is such a lovely person that I don't see his looks anymore! We have all become fast friends.
A while ago the the Handsome boy and his his lovely wife had a baby boy, he is so gorgeous...of course!
I made the baby this quilt....
It was such a pleasure to make something for them, and him.
So the conclusion I have come to is that you shouldn't judge anyone as the person you were when you were twelve. People change...including me!
So when my cousin, from America, contacted my mother, to ask if he could visit, I was wary....you'd think I'd have learned!....last time I met him I was 14 and he was 16, that was 20 years ago. We got along fine, but I thought that he would find me dull, boring, and in a bit of a rutt, unlike him, who is very successful in his work. I didn't expect that we would have anything to talk about.
I was out on the farm doing my little bit of work, at my Mother's house when he arrived...I walked back to the house, my twins were inside, but I didn't rush in, like I usually do. I changed out of my boots and finally went in. He stood up and gave me a big hug, he looked the same guy. Just a bit older.
We sat and chatted for about an hour at her house, and when I suggested that he might like to visit our house later in the day, I didn't really expect him to say yes, but he seemed keen. So he arrived in the evening, and we chatted about the Grandparents we share, and my Aunt (his Mother) and his Aunt (my Mother), his brother and sister, and my siblings too. He chatted patiently to my children, and then met my husband, and shook his hand like he was really was pleased to meet him.
We talked for several hours....what had I been worried about!
Will I ever learn!!!?