Day 2 of the 30 day writing challenge.
The topic is: My earliest memory.
This one is easy, Iâ€™ve always had an answer to the question of my first memory.
I remember the first time I was baptized.
Memory is a funny thing though and Iâ€™ve been told it is impossible for me to remember that far back. But, I do remember â€” clear as ever.
I was very young; a baby actually. I remember being held in the arms of a woman, that was not my mother. I was wrapped in a blanket and people stood around a fountain. There was a kind man wearing a white robe with gold ropes, and he sprinkled water on my forehead. My parents stood by and were dressed up. My father wore a suit and my mom had a hat on.
It took place in the small chapel of the Episcopal church in Los Alamos. I know that because Iâ€™ve been in that chapel since. As a matter of fact, they hold AA meetings in the room next to it these days.
Ta-da – Day two down. Tomorrows topic: My first love and first kiss.