Wednesday Weekly Blogging Challenge: A Story About My First Crush

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Two shiny metal reflective hearts sitting on a brown grainy surface. One is larger than the other, and you can see where the smaller heart was cut out of the larger one. I have only occasionally developed crushes throughout my life, so I had to dig deeply for this post.

My first crush was a boy named Jonathan, and I think I was somewhere between the ages of three and five when it happened.

He was probably someone I went to church with as I had a stay-at-home mom who was just beginning to (or maybe would soon begin to?) homeschool me. Therefore, there was no daycare or public school for me to meet new people at during this stage in life.

The only memory I have about Jonathan or my crush on him involves my parents scolding me for calling him my boyfriend and telling me I was too young for such things as I stared up at the bare tree branches and chilly, grey sky overhead, inwardly sighed in exasperation at my parents who I thought were being really silly about the whole thing, and outwardly obeyed them. (Or at least I think I obeyed them?)

If only I remembered more about it. I assure you that the rest of my childhood was far less dramatic than that brief moment of parent-child conflict, so maybe that’s why it stuck around in my memory so firmly?

As far as crushes I fully remember goes, that honour goes to two characters from Star Trek: The Next Generation.

I thought that Deanna Troi:

Photo of Marina Sirtis playing Deanna Troi on Star Trek:Deep Space Nine. She is wearing a teal Star Trek uniform and looking ahead of her seriously.

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Photo of LeVar Burton playing Geordi La Forge on Star Trek: The Next Generation. He is wearing a yellow Star Trek uniform and his visor and looking ahead of himself with a serious expression on his face.

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Geordi La Forge


were both good-looking, kind, and interesting people, and I wanted to follow them around all day and ask them dozens of questions about themselves and life in the twenty-fourth century as they performed their duties on such a fancy spaceship.

I’ve been attracted to all sorts of different types of people, and I don’t really have a type. Having a good character and a pleasant personality are such important factors in attraction, too.


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17 Responses to Wednesday Weekly Blogging Challenge: A Story About My First Crush

  1. Oh yes, puppy love, but it’s real to the puppy. I’ve enjoyed all the women on all the Star Trek shows and movies.

  2. Great taste, Lydia! Geordi and Troi are two of my favourite characters from that show.

  3. Tammy Schoch

    I wonder if that Jonathan who was the son of our youth pastor at the time at the church where your worked. I think that he was a few years older than you. I have no memory of this! 😄

  4. My first crush was about at the same age as yours. I don’t remember it, though, I just know my parents have told me that when I was around 4 I told them that when I grew up, I was going to marry Zachary (a neighbor kid my age who lived down the street). We stayed friends for a while, but our friendship didn’t last once my family moved across town when I was in grade school. Ah well. 😉

  5. I can understand Troi, especially in the movies when she was rocking her natural hair and not the wigs. I had a kiddie-crush on Jadzia Dax. Smart and pretty….middle school me definitely approved. (I later grew to prefer Kira…Jadzia, despite her ‘age’, often acts in childish ways. Kira’s seriousness and deep values are more attractive!)

  6. Man, parents ruined everything when we were young.

    I’m ashamed to admit I don’t remember a lot about old school Star Trek shows, only the newer movies with Chris Pine.

  7. Oh, I didn’t even think about “girl crushes” on older females I wanted to be like. I was always looking for role models–my dear, sweet, sickly mother was obviously not a good one. Well, some of the cousins, most memorably the slinky Slavic one. A few of the younger teachers. I was fascinated by the idea of Tamara Press being just a little bit gender-confused, as a kid–maybe the reason why the idea of gender-fluid or non-binary doesn’t interest me now is that I outgrew it around age ten. I liked Marlo Thomas’s TV persona, and Kate Jackson’s, what I saw of them.

    The last female I thought I wanted to be just like was a singer/actress whose stage name was Starship Freedom, just a year older than I was. I was awestruck to be chosen as her friend when she was sober, heartbroken by things she did when stoned, but I still wish her well.

    There’s not a good story about why I remembered to post a “first crush” story but not to link it, last week. I just did.

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