I haven’t had a first love yet in the traditional sense. I have not loved a person that is not a member of my family. I have had crushes but have not loved anyone. That is because I don’t believe you can love a person unless you know them. I’ve had crushes on classmates and celebrities, but I have not truly known these people. Therefore I have never had my first love in that sense.
However, I have loved many things in my life. I could say my first love was my first car or my first pet. I would probably say that it was my first pet, since I got her before I got my first car. And I do love her. So there, my first love is a cat.
She was born 9 years ago at my grandparents’ house. Her mom had just chosen to live with my grandparents. Seriously, my granddad had seen her around the yard several times and she had been keeping house in their woodshed and one evening my granddad decided that he would try and get her in to the house. She hasn’t left since. And I am glad for if she didn’t stay I would not have my baby.
Tintti had two sisters. They were born in February with the careful aiding of my granddad. That is one more thing that I cherish in Tintti, she is a precious connection to my granddad now that he is no longer with us. My cousin took the other two and Tintti would have been left for my grandparents so I talked my mom into taking her.
She is my precious thing. The first night she came with us, she hid under a cabinet and we looked her for hours. And finally she came out and walked onto my lap. It was love. And I still love her as much, if not more than I did that day. I’ve made precious memories with her and will make lots of more.
So there, my cat, Tintti is my first love.