“Ummmm….no.” I remember the day all too well. My first rejection by a girl I REALLY liked. I was only 13 and I’d asked her out, hoping she’d have mercy on my fragile ego. Perhaps she’d pretend to be my girlfriend for a little while, or at least stop breaking out in hives when I got near her…no such luck. Heartache sucks! I was a happy cowboy the day I met the girl of my dreams.
So, there I was a few days ago having a vicarious heartache as I listened to our son lament about a girl on whom he had an obvious crush.