31-Day Blog Challenge: My Earliest Memory

Day 13/31

So, asking me to remember my earliest memory is like asking a giraffe to- See, I already forgot where I was going with that.  Oh, my…

Now that we’ve established my bad memory, there is an early memory I remember (wow, this is turning out to be a drab post – I’m not really into it, but per the challenge, I will suck it up and write, I guess, maybe).  I’m not sure it qualifies as my first recollection, but it seems about right…

To set up this story, know that I never went to preschool or daycare as my mother was a stay-at-home mom.  I had friends over, but the extent of my social life as a young child was storytime at the local public library (S/O to reading!).  So, you can imagine that I was a bit anxious before entering kindergarten (I attended Sacred Heart, a parochial school, for nine years.  Let that soak in.)  I distinctly remember repeatedly throwing up and crying before going to school (maybe this was first grade – whatevs)…  This crippling anxiety problem with starting school has followed me every year.  Fun!!

Thank goodness this post is coming to a close (if you made it this far, go buy yourself something fancy – you deserve it)!  I am super-excited to share my outlandish dreams in tomorrow’s post – I imagine what I would do if I won the lottery a LOT.

Good night!

 

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