Day Eight: A Song That Reminds Me of My First Love.

I've thought about this post for over a week. This specific post. I've got nothing! Through out my school years I had a few crushes. I didn't have one friend who was a boy, from my past, who is linked to music. Not one. I only love Ken. I know that sounds super cheesy, but he's seriously the best person for me. We are friends. I like him.

Then I thought back further, to when I was a little girl. I'd play with my baby dolls and dream of being a mom and of getting married.  I'm sure it wasn't in that order. I didn't know who I was going to marry, but there is a definite song that comes to my mind when I recall my first memories of being excited to have a wedding. When it would come on the radio, we changed the words chapel of love to temple of
God and it was my mantra. I guess now we've hit super cheesy. I can't be the only girl who did this.

Going to the Chapel  The Dixie Cups

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