I originally intended to wait for the altar for my first ever kiss.
Then I started dating my first boyfriend (we’ve been dating just a few days shy of six months). After a lot of thinking, reflection, and prayer, I realized that God never asked His people to refrain from kissing. I also realized that I would regret it forever if I didn’t kiss the first man I ever fell in love with.

I didn’t plan it; it just happened. But it was perfect: right guy, right timing, right way, butterflies in the stomach and the whole deal.

I’ve got a big interview tomorrow, so if I get nervous, I’ll think about how I just got kissed today.