Well, this is embarrassing… haha.
My first love was 3rd grade. His name was Jimmy. (I think.) He gave me a ring he found, and I still have it! He had dark brown hair. I think, even at that age, I always was one for the “tall, dark, and handsome” guys!!
My first kiss. Hmmm. Elementary school? High school? I can’t remember. My last “first kiss” is the one I care about! Or my first kiss as husband and wife!
*December prompts are from Pinterest (whereweloveishome.com).