“You never forget your first love,” according to the old adage. Most of us would probably agree that this is true. However: contrary to what would seem reasonable, our first love need not necessarily be the first, second, or even third romantic relationship we’ve held. Neither must it be the longest one by any stretch of the imagination. Rather, our first love typically ‘touches’ us, indeed, ‘moves’ us in an inexplicable way that is unique and different to each person. What causes one person to love so dearly may repulse another and the other way around, but the real measure of the sincerity of this loving is when someone ‘imprints’ their very memory within your heart. Worth Holding On To
Such was the case in my relationship with Cyrena. She, perhaps even unknowingly, ‘imprinted’ herself forever in my heart. I’m no celebrity, and neither is she, so our relationship would never be the stuff of tabloids that the masses might ordinarily crave to read, but despite that, I simply had to write down all I remembered from our time together… And, as any true writer does, reflect on the very memories that made up the prose. I wanted these thoughts to be more than merely intangibles; I wanted to be able to physically hold these thoughts in my hands and share them with you. “Why?” you may ask. I can only smile and tell you, “Some memories are Worth Holding On To!”
Anthony Maranise is the author of Beyond ‘I Am:’ Meditations on the Gospel of John (2014), Sport & the Spiritual Life: The Integration of Playing & Praying (2013), and Faith-Filled Fragments (2012) along with other academic research pieces and various essays. He lives in Memphis, Tennessee.