She Woke Me With A Kiss

Not many girls came over to my home when I was growing up. My parents didn’t believe in dating. They only believed in marriage. They were highly suspicious of opposite-sex friendships.

Fortunately for me, I got to taste normality when I spent much of 8-12th grades at the home of the Muths at Pacific Union College in the Napa Valley. A lot of people felt comfortable coming over to the Muth home, including girls.

I think it was the summer of 1983, just before I entered 12th grade, when I fell asleep on a Sabbath afternoon at the Muths.

Unbeknownst to me, my classmate Valerie came into my room. While my male friends would’ve been tempted in such a situation to put my hand in a bucket of warm water and to delight in watching me wet myself, Valerie instead leaned over and woke me with a gentle kiss to my forehead.

It’s one of my favorite memories.

I didn’t get touched much as a kid. Or maybe I did, but still felt very hungry.

On this particular summer afternoon, I awoke to the sensation of a woman’s lips on my face and opened my eyes to see her smiling face.

About Luke Ford

I've written five books (see My work has been followed by the New York Times, the Los Angeles Times, and 60 Minutes. I teach Alexander Technique in Beverly Hills (
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