The Last Time I Saw My First Love Was on My 17th Birthday – Thirty Years Later, a Woman Who Looked Exactly like Her Walked Into My Yard

A volunteer at the high school shelter asked kindly, “Do you have family nearby?”

Without hesitation, I said, “My son lives about thirty minutes away.”

I believed that meant something. I truly did.

Daniel answered on the fourth ring. “Mom? Are you okay?”

“I’m all right. The tornado hit my neighborhood. The house is badly damaged.”

There was a pause. In continue reading …