Have you had a lot of those ^? (First days?)
Sure does feel like it. These kinds of moments set a course for our journey; they provide a point in time where we can take a new direction and run!
There's other kinds of moments too though. Those ones that sneak up on you, then they slip right by without you barely flinching and 5 years later - you have no idea how you got where you are!
This blog WILL BE (I'm determined, can you tell?) one of these 'First days'.
I am a writer. I love to write; I live to write. Unfortunately, I am easily distracted and....a spastic procrastinator.(is that a word -spastic?) I hope a blog will be easier to keep up with for now. At any rate - it is one more distraction to keep me on my course of procrastination.
My first 'First Day' -that I can remember. It was monumental, earthshaking, epoch-making, profound, world-shattering, remarkable and a bunch of other long words in my thesaurus. Here it comes - I was going to get MARRIED!!!!
Well, that fact wasn't so monumental, because I planned to get married almost my whole life. However - it was my plan to marry my horse. My beloved Cisco, whom I raced in all the rodeos and playdays, was the lucky man. So me getting married was nothing too shocking. The shocking part was that I changed my mind and married a human instead!
Poor Cisco - he has moved on to younger women who are obsessed with him as I used to be. 'Twas a sad day when I had to leave him - but I found out the hard way that there can be only one man in your life when you are first married!
You see, I was wholly devoted to destroying the male race, as long as I can remember. I beat up boys during recess, beat up boys in church - well, I just plain beat them - senselessly! I beat them in burping, and farting, and running, and hitting. They hadn't a chance in a million!
So now you're asking, "What happened? Where did She-Ra-Man-Hater go?"
The answer is still not easy for me. I found out that I had a heart - a 'woman's heart'. I nearly vomited the moment I realized it. I wrote it in my journal, only to go back the next day and black it out with a sharpie (I still have that journal). I wrote it again a few days later, only to repeat the same blacking-out.
*sigh* -Suddenly, two years and only 3 dates later, I was driving to Las Vegas! (That's another long story I won't divulge in at this time)
That was definitely a 'First Day'. I have never been the same. I have never regretted it either.
God has blessed me with the only man in the world who could ever put up with someone like me. Six years later - here we are. New 'First Days' are headed our way and we've seen a few in between. I'll still take the same approach I did 6 years ago - venture from the paved road onto that narrow dirt trail filled with cactus and thorns and rattlesnakes - and run!
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J. Cutright still beats up her husband on a daily basis (and in a controlled karate class) in the mountains of Kern County, where they live in 800sq ft with 2 dogs, 6 cats (want one?), 3 snakes, 1 dragon, 1 gecko (want him?) and a half-dozen loose crickets (another story).
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