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.
Apr 16, 2008, 08:39PM PDT | 1 cheer | 0 comments
I gave up on this because it’s no longer possible. I got my first smooch today, and it was lovely.
Apr 16, 2008, 08:30PM PDT | 0 comments
My hair’s finally growing out to the point where I think of it as “long” again. I love it!
I had to cut it a few years ago, to short shoulder-length, because it had a giant u-shaped section slowly disappearing in the back at the bottom. (We finally figured out that I sat on a hearth too close to a fireplace, and the heat weakened it and it tore when I brushed it. Be careful of this!!!)
Anyway, it was fun for a while, but within a few months, I missed my hair and have been growing it out ever since. I love being long-haired again!
Mar 29, 2008, 06:28PM PDT | 0 comments
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