I answered this question on my revelife blog: http://revelife.com/xapatotheworld
but here’s the copy:
My first crush was a boy in my Sunday School class. We were no more than 4 years old…probably 3. Of course, I was the pastor’s youngest daughter…so everything was totally in my favor of him liking me back. I couldn’t pronounce his name. His last name was Schmidt. So Mom told me to say, “Shhhh Mitt”. After that I thought his middle name was Shhh… Now you might say that 4 yrs old, that’s silly to think you had a crush at that young of an age. But I still remember him…not just because mom and the fam talk about it…but I really have memories. His family moved up to Canton, Ohio and that ended our relationship. He had a party for all his friends before they left and I remember standing in a circle playing hot potato. We would save each other seats in Sunday School and hold hands when we walked through the church. We were precious…if I do say so myself. 🙂 Oh, I also remember the shock when I told a friend that my first boyfriend had moved to Canton and they said, “Well, Sarah…Canton’s in China!” I ran to tell my mom crying and no matter how much she assured me that they had moved to another city in Ohio, I was certain that they were now living in China. This probably explains why I was so reluctant to go to China in the first place when the opportunity came up. I think that I convinced myself for several years that I had lost my first love to China. So funny! 🙂
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