My First “Love” The Simple Times
Relationships all start somewhere Part 2
The simplicity of this relationship was that we were both young innocent children who knew nothing much of the world. I did not know how things worked. We thought we had a good plan.
I was maybe 5 years old.
The kindergarten was located in Kobanya, Hungary at the bottom of a 10-story building. The playground was between two buildings. To the left, there was a street and to the right, there were some big containers at the back of a grocery store.
The space between the buildings and the store and the containers seemed huge as a child now it would be a five-minute walk all around.
I think his name was Atilla. Yes, like the big and scary Hungarian King. Except he was 5 just like me. I remember some of his features, his eyes mostly, and that he was kind and we played together a lot. I remember one time something happened and he was sad. I went to him and we started to play and from that time we became friends.
One day we decided that we needed to stay together and nobody could take us apart. Somehow in our minds, this translated to formulating a plan. The plan was very interesting looking back.
We thought that if we tie our hands together nobody can take us apart. The second part of the plan was that instead of going home we would escape the playground during the day and run away behind the containers where nobody would see us and live there together.
Interestingly, we did not think about what anybody in our family, would think or if they would miss us. We just wanted to be together.
We somehow did get our hands on some rope and tied our hands together. We got that far. Then the teachers found us and untangled our hands. Of course, the parents were notified.
This is where things get complicated.
Attila and I had a simple plan. We tie our hands together, run away, and live together. And then….the adults stepped in.
My mom was called to pick me up. She was told what happened. After taking me home my mom asked me what was I thinking.
I think I told my plan to Mom. She listened then she told me this is pretty silly we can not live by the back of a container. What we would eat. Where would we sleep? I did not even think about that.
My mind was blind. All I knew I wanted to be with Attila. And of course, I was 5.
In my first “love relationship” I was tied together with a young co-conspirator in love. We planned our escape and got caught and torn apart. Well, I think you can see where this is going. I had a rough start from the beginning.
Love can blind us from the truth of reality. I have learned this much for sure. Looking back this was truly silly kids’ stuff as my mom said back then. Yet, there is so much to learn from this “mistake”.
This is the series of my relationship stories….more will come to explore relationships and things I have learned in my life experience of being in relationships.
In case you have missed my introduction to relationships from my life you can find the first part below.
I hope you enjoyed this story,
Gabriella
Thank you for reading, and please let me know your thoughts.
Thank you Libby Shively McAvoy for your relationship column in Dancing Elephants Press and for providing a kind heart and space for this vulnerable topic.
May this day bring you love and laughter into your life. GK.
