Sunday, December 8, 2013
I've fallen in love twice in my life. The first time, I was young (21). The second time, I was older (42). The experiences were very different.
Young love has wonderful aspects to it. I was reminded of them tonight when I saw a 1995 film, "Before Sunrise". The film covers the day two young people meet on a train, fall in love and spend an evening together walking around Vienna. It stars Ethan Hawke and Julie Delpy. There was a sequel nine years later ("Before Sunset") and another this year ("Before Midnight").
When you fall in love for the first time, it's euphoric. You feel deeper emotions than you thought possible. At times, you feel like your very life is at stake. Everything is new and exciting.
Maura had deep-seated needs and I filled them. We fit each other like pieces in a jigsaw puzzle. Together, we grew up in important ways. And shared experiences that I'll remember my whole life.
When you're young and in love, you do crazy things. At least I did. Maura and I spent the first seven years living apart as each of us stayed in different cities for our education. We spent a lot of time on Amtrak. Every time I put her on a train, as it took off, I'd run alongside it and wave. And wave. And keep running and waving until the train pulled out of the station. I didn't care that bystanders thought I was nuts; I was in love. I couldn't bear separating from her and tried to savor every second of being together.
Now, three decades later, I recall those events and feelings. With fondness. We should engage life in all its glory and pain. I know I did.
Did you fall in love in your youth? What was it like?