Killarney,

I know how you feel. I, too, had a very serious college boyfriend whom I still think about every once in a while. Even though I love my current boyfriend very much, and know that he is the person with whom I will most likely spend the rest of my life, I dread the day that I hear my old college guy is getting married.

I know that news will be tough to hear, and that it will probably be quite upsetting. He was my first love, and to think of him with someone else seems wrong somehow -- even though I fully realize that I'm in a much better relationship now and am happier than he could have ever made me. It's hard to explain or rationalize. Just know that many of us feel the same way, and that you're not the only one! :)

To chime in on what everyone else is already saying: what you're feeling is perfectly natural!

I still think about the boyfriend I had before I met my husband, even though we broke up nearly 7 years ago. I wonder how he is even though I know that if we had stayed together, it would have been disastrous.

It's normal to wonder "what if?" But as much as I wonder, its great to sunggle up to my husband at night. :)

[QUOTE]Originally posted by KarenC725

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Originally posted by James Hey! Who sings that song: I'll never get over you (getting over me). I think that sums it up rather well . . . [/QUOTE It was Expose that sang that song...

Ya'll are NOT playing the Expose card in here....

A question was asked and I simply answered. Scary that I knew it though...:eek:

Congratulations Tracy!!!

you're human

I could tell some hair-raising stories in this vein, but I'll keep it short. It's totally normal. When I'm at home in Chicago, I always wonder what would happen if I ran into my boyf from high school. He was always more serious about the relationship than I was, even proposed when I was a junior (I said no 'cause I had college plans 175 miles away). I know it's taken him years to get over me...basically he turned kinda asshole on me and I dumped his email account and told him I thought it would be better if we just went our separate ways. That's the abridged version. The moral of the story is: This happens to everyone.

In any event, don't worry. You love your family and you're not going to run off on them. I think these thoughts, as much as I adore my fiance who makes me banana splits without my asking for them.

But when you hear that awful retching sound, that's the sound of me finding out that my ex-fiance, who slept with my LITTLE GRANDSIS on the night of MY SENIOR FORMAL (told you I had hair-raising stories), finally asked her to marry him. In fact, I think I'm feeling a little nauseous right now.

That is the sweetest thing I've ever heard!! (The banana split part)