Confession time you guys, and this may sound a bit sad, but I have never had flowers delivered to me at work, never had a romantic birthday dinner, or traveled with a special someone. In high school my best friend, Soraya had a boyfriend who gave her the world. Don’t ask me where the hell all his money came from, but he brought her flowers and balloons to school on her birthday, bought her this insane Guess jacket in the late-1990s when Guess was so dope, and even bought her Jordan sneakers! Although I am not a sneaker girl, I remember borrowing that Guess jacket for a date I went on a few months later. During senior year my friend Cameron was dating a guy named Adam. For Valentine’s Day he had the entire front office filled with balloons and flowers for her. Ummm … this was high school people! I have yet to experience these moments and it’s not the gifts they received, it’s the genuine sentiment behind them.
My first real boyfriend came along during my senior year of high school. His name was Kermit (yup, Kermit, just like the Muppet, and we are still friends to this day, and he’s married with gorgeous kids). He was older and already graduated high school. So, prom time came around and of course I planned for Kermit and I to go together but wouldn’t you know, he refused to take me to the prom! We had been together almost one year at this point and I was really pissed about his “I’m too old to go to prom” excuse. My 18-year-old self was not going to prom alone so I went with a friend from school who had a crush on me. It wasn’t the best night and certainly nothing like the prom nights you watch on television. I was so over it because I wasn’t there with my boyfriend and didn’t even go to after prom. Damn you, Kermit!
After that weekend I was over Kermit too. I was so in love with him but that refusal to attend something that meant so much to me really changed the way I felt about him. I picked a fight and broke up with him. I spent the night at my grandmother’s house because he lived near her and at 6 a.m. she woke me up to tell me there were items on my car. I walked outside to a bouquet of roses and a card asking me to reconsider walking out of his life, and that he loved me. Ultimately the decision to breakup was clearly for the better, but the sentiment behind the card and flowers always stuck with me.