How many "loves" have there been in your life?

I dearly loved with my first wife. Unfortunately, she wasn't ready for marriage and motherhood, and I was too dumb to recognize that some serious problems were developing. We married too young, and divorced 4 years later.

I adore my current wife. But we've only been married a year, so there were numerous ladies between that divorce and this marriage. 3 of them really broke my heart...so I'll say I've had 5 loves in my life.
 

I have had 3 true loves in my life.

  • My High School girlfriend of 3 years. We were very much in love and still keep in touch.
  • My partner of 6 years. We met in 1982 and split up in 1988, but we still remained friends. He passed away a few years ago due to complications related to AIDs. He was such a wonderful person, but we were just too young to make the relationship work.
  • My current hubby of over 30 years. I can't even express how much I love him.
 
I don't know. I have had 3 husbands. I have had relationships through out my life. But can't say whether any of those were true love. I am presently in a relationship and love my bf and have a better relationship with him than any others. I know he loves me more than anyone else ever did. Had to wait till this age to find him though.
 
My first was at the end of high-school, we dated three years. Second was at 26, we were married twenty years. Third was a few years post divorce, I had to break up with her though because love isn't always enough to sustain a healthy relationship.

I guess my three always made me feel like I came up a bit short, but now I see three is a typical number. I will admit to being envious of those of you that married your first love and are still together, that's an accomplishment to cherish.
 
When you get old you reminisce about the past including old flames, and there is one who keeps popping up in my head all the time. What I remember most is that we liked some of the same things and she was easy to get along with. It is fair to say that she was a friend and a good companion and not just a girl friend if that makes sense. I wasn't ready to get serious at that time in my life then, so she got tired of waiting and ended it.
 
My enduring loves have been my children and my pets. I have yet to meet a man that I'd truly want around 24/7. Maybe he doesn't exist, or he's just taking his sweet time showing up. Luckily, I am happy on my own. :)
So where did the children come from ? The cabbage patch ? JimB.
 
That's a little difficult for me because I am polyamorous. I love my husband. I love my boyfriends, who are both long distance, but my love for my husband is a far deeper, pure, enduring thing. It is the beginning and the end.

I do love my boyfriends, but in a different way; they are precious to me, but not lifemates. And it is the same for them; one is married and his wife is for him as my husband is to me and we both understand and respect that. The other is not married, but I am aware he may some day meet someone in person he will then want to spend his life with.

So, if I count my boyfriends and the one love before my husband, it's five.

LOL! Those numbers don't add up do they? I can actually count... just neglected to mention somebody. Sheesh. LOL
 
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This isn't an easy question for me to answer. True "loves" are enduring, feelings never dissolve or lessen with time.
I count three, and not all three were men I married. Lots of lustful adventures between marriages, but I knew they would not be the love of my life.
 
Four times. And ironically, I realized I really didn't love my son's father, my first husband. My first love was when I was 15. We went to the same high school.
First loves will generally stick in a person’s heart forever. My first real love was also a classmate in high school. We dated and ā€œwent togetherā€ for 4 years. When I went to the Academy, she didn’t want to wait until after graduation because I still had to serve another 5 years on active duty. When she learned about all of this, she decided not to wait so long to start a family, so I decided to make the military a career, which I was leaning towards doing regardless.
 
I had 5 or 6 most while in my 20s, but it might be relevant to now pose the age old question, "Just what is love, anyway?" I have puzzled over that for too many years, as I've heard people say, "Yeah, but that wasn't real love," or "That's only an infatuation," or "That was just sex," which made me feel like I was not knowledgeable enough to know what real love is, so I finally settled on it being no more than that "heady gone ga-ga soaring heart can't wait to see her again" feeling, without any caveats or special qualifications one needs to wisely choose a partner.

For me, love can just be just bonkers and even foolish without any intellectualizing. You know it when you see it, and there is nothing better or more energizing on a purely emotional scale. The odd part is that I didn't embrace that definition, until I was nearing my golden years, and the so called "age of wisdom," when we are supposed to be more thoughtful and cautious.

I guess I gave up trying to define love in some Spockian sense. For me it's an emotion, and emotions are not logical, and loving someone for all the wrong reasons is still love. But I'm thinking I may be all alone in this perception.
 
It is complicated. I have loved many girls and teenagers and 1 wife then some 30 year olds, then a second wife, and few more 30 year olds, and then Misa, for 36 years now. So here is my song , like Willie, giving a song of love and warmth to all ... ( probably over 3/4's have been platonic :))

 
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How many "loves" have there been in your life?
So, in my mind there is a distinction between "lovers" and longer term love relationships. Talking about adult love relationships- I'd have to say eight. A couple after I got out of the Army, before I got married the first time. Then a couple during a period of time between marriages. My marriage now is the closest relationship I've had, emotionally we connect well.
 
I recall one of my earliest memories from over 70 years ago, and I've thought about this experience many times over the years. I may have been 3 years old or so, and I was playing on the living room floor, while my mother was ironing clothes. My mother was explaining something to me. I can't remember what it was, other than it was something that was important to me, and something that I was happy to know about. I was too young to know what love was, but I was overcome with a good feeling that was entirely new. I was so happy to have a mother that was so good to me. That may have been my first experience with love, at least the first I can remember. Of course, I wasn't thinking how much I loved her, I wasn't mentally mature enough to identify what I was feeling. I was just experiencing something that was incredible.
 

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