My First Love!

First Love like someone said, is always sweet. All of us know that it is hard to erase the memories of the first Love from an individual’s life. The definition of love however keeps changing on as one grows from being a child to a teenager to a youngster and finally to a completely grown up individual. The way love is looked at, perceived, treasured, measured or even expressed varies at each of the different stages of life. It depends upon the age, the relationship and the socio-economic conditions of an individual. Nevertheless, the way it is ‘felt’ inside an individual’s heart is universally the same. Like there are different definitions, there are different kinds of Love as well.

No matter what the definition of Love is and of what kind it is, I want to talk about the love I first experienced in my life that is sweet like it is to anyone else. I was an innocent being that neither had a personality nor individuality before I came to be the love of this wonderful person. It was this person who first loved me and then did I. Being in love with this individual, got me an identity to begin the journey of a love-filled life. After I continued to reciprocate as much as I received, I began to experience the true sense of enjoyment in living each and every moment of my life and understood that there is so much joy in giving love as it is in receiving it. This love also taught me the joy of giving and the sweetness of sacrifice. The love between the both of us kept transforming my life at each and every step I took. The courage and confidence I own to face the everyday challenges of life came from this love.

I stand a mature woman today, full of life in body & soul and declare that being in love with this wonderful person is the best thing that ever happened to me.

I proudly introduce you to my first love and my Best Friend, my Mom. She is the very first one who unconditionally loved me on the face of this earth before she saw or even knew me. My complexion and the external beauty did not have to qualify for being her love. I am sure, she never thought of changing her love for me whether or not I turned out to be an individual of character. Unlike most other mothers today, she brought me to life with fervent prayers and pleaded God to bring me into existence. She then taught me the very basics of life and ensured to keep me wrapped in the warmth of her love all the time.

Not only did she give me both the Storge love (that refers to the familial love) and the sacrificial love known as the Agape love, but also gave the Philia love (the friendship love) during the later years of my youth. She’s been my most favorite companion in almost all shades of life, holding my hand and leading me through life’s most tough circumstances. She filled my world with love, blessings, prayer, faith and hope. I take possession of all the wealth of virtue inherited from her and promise to pass it on to the generations to come.

She also introduced me to my Dad, the very reason behind my physical existence today, who equally gave his love to me and in fact has been the one shaping up my personality ever since. I very much count on the love of my parents, besides the love of the Lord that is freely available to every one by default no matter what. So, my first love came to me as a package that brought with it the love of my Dad, my brother and all my relatives.

The one who gave me life, so much love and virtue, will be a treasure to me for eternity. I miss her so much during this holiday season, when it is time to bid farewell to a long year that brought mixture of highs and lows and welcome the new year with hope and expectations for peaceful days to come

I wish her a very happy and a prosperous new year full of health & wealth and want her to know that she is my first love and will continue to be until I breathe my last!!!