It was my first day as a freshman at a community college. When I met Jane. She was a stunningly gorgeous girl with the most beautiful auburn hair and blue eyes I have ever seen.
We were complete polar opposites. She was outgoing and would talk to anyone, including strangers. I was the shy, reserved type, thanks to growing up in a home with a domineering father who could be heard repeatedly saying “Children are meant to be seen, not heard”.
I spent the next 6 months trying to get Jane’s attention and when I did, shutting down in fear, it might work and I would lose my virginity.
After about 18 months of this, I did lose my virginity to Jane. She fell pregnant and we married right out of college.
Fast forward. I’m now 42yo. My parents perished in a car accident about 6 years ago. They went on a date night, dad got drunk, driving home, he ran off the road, killing both of them instantly.
Jane and I only had 1 child, James. 2 years ago James was went to house party, took some party drug and died from an overdose.