I am just going to start off at three since I am a bit late to the game: What you wore. In detail.
When? I wonder? I am going with any time as long as I had clothes on. That narrows it down a hair. So, the day that my life changed forever it is.
I was standing on my mother’s front porch crying. I was telling her goodbye as my even-then-ex-fiance was waiting to take me to the airport (Lord only knows why he wanted to drive me). I was leaving for Texas in 4 hours with a one way ticket. I will probably never in my life buy a one way ticket again and never had before. Just having one in my bag was terrifying. I was barely 25 years old and about to take my first adventure into the great unknown.
I also had no idea in that moment but it would also be the last time that I would ever hug my mother in my arms again. That one way ticket wouldn’t bring me home again and I would lose her a three short years later unexpectedly.
It is a big moment that stands out -and always will- in my memory for so many reasons. Obvious and painfully apparent reasons. And, believe it or not, I still remember every stitch of clothing on my body. I remember getting dressed that morning and thinking that it would be the last time that many of my friends would ever see me so I dressed with great care.
I wore a pair of dark, fitted jeans tucked into knee high brown boots, an emerald green lace and silk camisole under a tiny jean jacket that were all the rage back then, and my waist length dark Auburn hair was clipped on the side with a large Dragonfly barrette with emerald eyes. I only wore one piece of jewelery and that was a cross that my mother had given me for my sweet 16.
That was what I wore -in detail- the last day that I lived in Florida, that I saw my mother, and the first day I stepped into my life now back in Texas. I still have every piece of that outfit and when I take it out of the closet I always think of that day and remember the wildly mixed emotions that I felt on that porch and on the plane. The angst, the regret, the excitement, the fear…all of it.
I'm just living minute to minute, hour to hour, day to day.