Fourteen Years Ago

Fourteen years ago today, Michigan was in the grip of a nasty heat wave and I was in the hospital being pumped full of petocin so I could have my first child. I’d been in labor for over thirty hours…yet he didn’t have the courtesy to be born in daytime. Perhaps a forerunner to things to come.

This is not an ode to Adam, though he remains one of my favorite people. No, this is one point in my life when I can look back and see how things have changed. Fourteen years ago, I wasn’t a mom. Not yet. Not really. I still had a few hours left of ignorance on that front. I had no idea what raising a child entailed, no idea they could make you laugh until you cried or make you so upset you…cry. I had no concept of parent/child love. We learn every day and there’s so much more to learn.

I was working a job I hated, with no change in sight. I ended up working six more jobs I pretty much hated as well before I up and quit to write full time. That was a huge leap of faith. I had never sold a book. I’d never sold any writing. Seventeen months later, I sold my first manuscript. I never envisioned the rollercoaster ride of wonderful work that would follow.

Back then, writing was something fun to do and getting published was a pie in the sky “someday” plan. I didn’t write everyday. I didn’t write every month. I never completed a story. I dreamed of being a writer, but that was it. It wasn’t until eight years ago that I finally got serious.

I never imagined that I would someday like country music. I didn’t dream that my grandma would have cancer and survive, that I would have cancer and survive it too.

I had a cat I hated. It was mutual…the shoes I had to throw away proved it. Now I have a fantastic dog. Best one in the world.

Fourteen years ago, I didn’t own a real computer. Now I couldn’t live without the laptop that’s my constant companion. Or my MP3 player…or my palm pilot…or my cell phone…or my digital camera.

Is there a point to this post? Not really—fourteen years ago, I didn’t imagine the internet. I would never have guessed that I’d ever write anything like a blog. I’m a person who spends most of her life looking forward. I don’t dwell. I don’t look back. But…sometimes…looking back is good. It’s good to see from where we’ve come, and oh, how much things have changed.

~~ Brynn

4 thoughts on “Fourteen Years Ago

  1. Isn’t that nuts? I remember the last office job I had before I really started to write. I walked in and said, “Give me anything to do but don’t put me on a computer. I wouldn’t know what to do with one.”…yesterday the man suggested I give the laptop a whole day off (a whole day!!!) and I started to cry. Oh, how far we have come.Happy birthday to you both and congrats on being ahead (hear that? is angels singing 😉xoxoSommer

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  2. I don’t think I even knew how to turn on a computer fourteen years ago. I know, I know…I’m not that much better now – lol.But still….crazy to think how much things have changed in such a short time. I remember you coming to my baby shower just a week or two before Adam was born…aren’t you glad we’re both not pregnant now?!Happy (slightly) Early Birthday to Adam! And Happy Not-Pregnant to you! 😉

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  3. Heh. Computer. We bought one about thirty years ago…waaaaaay back in the dinosaur age. Our neighbors thought we were weird. “What on earth are you going to do with it?” Children. In July my baby will be 30. Man oh man. Enjoy every minute of it. Every minute. It’s gone so fast.

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  4. Fourteen years ago, I went online to AOL for the first time. I was in college and I met my now husband in a chatroom. Fourteen years ago my ex boyfriend decided to become a monk and my best friend was having a breakdown which involved promiscuity of the first order. Fourteen years ago I had no idea I’d wind up writing for a living.A lot of little surprises are trapped in those fourteen years. Happy birthday to Adam and to Brynn who became a mom that day.

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