One hundred and eighty-six

Welcome to First Kiss Interviews

I am so excited for this month and my trip across my beautiful country.  I can’t wait to chat with people across Central and Western Canada and find out their stories of their first kisses.  It might be the server at the pub we stop for lunch at.  Or the gas station attendant.  I might meet a fellow traveler at a camp site and ask them their story.

First, though, I will be spending a few days visiting my family in Ohio and then back in Toronto for a bit, sharing the stories I hear along the way.  If there is anyone who has a really great first kiss story that they would like to share, please e-mail me at threehundredsixtysixdays@gmail.com, or post on the comments of this page.  I’d like to include as many great first kiss stories as I can.

To start, I will tell my story…

Keven was walking me home after seeing Spice World (yep – Spice Girls the movie) at the Famous Players.  It was snowing out – that light fluffy snow that flutters onto your eyelids and coats the ground in a beautiful white blanket.  Keven let go of my hand and playfully threw a snowball at me.  I threw one back giggling as it hit him in the shoulder.  He tried to tackle me into a snow bank and we both fell to the ground.  At that moment, with the perfect white snow and “so tell me what you want, what you really really want…” still ringing in our ears, he softly kissed me.  My first kiss.  He walked me home and I remember closing the door and immediately picking up the phone to call my friend and rehash every detail.  I was seventeen years old and that was my first real kiss.  I can remember the way I felt, the feeling of the snow, of his lips on mine, the nervousness, the fear I wasn’t doing it right, the excitement that it was finally happening, and the relief that I got it over with.

There are moments in our lives that represent a change in who we are.  Before my first kiss I ran away from boys (yep, literally ran away because I was scared of them – actually sprinted down the street because I didn’t know how to react).  My first kiss gave me confidence and started my life as a woman.  Soon after my first kiss, I met my high school sweetheart that I dated for five years.

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