I happened to surf to my dashboard this morning and saw today’s Daily Post’s prompt of “What are the three most memorable moments — good or bad, happy or sad — in your life?” I thought it was interesting and well, why not take a few minutes out of my morning to think about it. So here goes.
I decided to write about only good memories… I guess you could say I’m still a little blog-shy. Something about putting my deepest, darkest memories out here for the world seems a little too soon for my journey right now… Maybe one day. In fact, I KNOW one day I will have to, because to live wholeheartedly, I’ve gotta own my story and put it all out there. Just not today, okay?
1. Getting my cat in 2002. If I had more than one, you could probably safely call me a crazy cat lady. Although I prefer the term “crazy animal lady”, because I like all animals (except spiders, sorry spiders but you suck). She’s still the coolest ball of fur you’ve ever seen and she knows it.
2. Punching a girl square in the nose in the third grade because she was bullying me non-stop for weeks. I broke her nose and got suspended for a bit, and the girl’s mom made me apologize. It was still worth it, and that girl never bothered me again.
3. As cheesy as it sounds, the first time I saw my boyfriend. I was watching a lacrosse game and he was playing. He was injured and had to sit out the rest of the game, so he had changed into normal clothes (i.e. no face-hiding helmet!) and sat down near me to watch the rest of the game. I remember thinking his arms were going to rip his shirt because there is no way that mere cotton could withstand that hot bulky muscle. I thought I didn’t have a chance, but he was the hottest thing I’d ever seen. A little over a month from that day, we had our first date. And now almost two years later, we’re buying our first place together. Life can be kinder to us than we can ever imagine.
For the good things, those are my top three memories. This was definitely tougher to write than I thought at first – funny how we think, “Oh, that’s an easy question,” when really, it’s not. I am grateful to have my memories, even the bad ones, because everything teaches us something, whether we want to learn it or not. What are your top memories?