*Picture courtesy of Kelly*
Thanks to Cousin Steve, I just spent about 2 hours of my life I'll never get back while I tried to find the first comment I ever left at Surviving Grady. Don't ask; just know the OCD never rests.
It got me thinking about other "firsts" in my life and since the Red Sox don't play again until March, my trip to Boston isn't until May, and surprisingly the kids didn't end up in a body cast today, I thought I'd share a few.
First kiss: A girl named Melissa in the 5th grade. I'm sure I was awful, but thankfully don't remember.
First Red Sox memory: Fisk waving that ball fair in the '75 World Series. Of course with all the replays of it I've seen over the years, this could be totally wrong.
First time I THOUGHT I was in love: Age 16
First time I KNEW I was in love: My first kiss with Angie.
First time I actually said to myself "I can't believe I'm seeing this": see above picture.
First time I really knew what unconditional love was: When the nurse put Ciera in my arms for the first time.
First time I was ever scared s******s: see previous comment.
First time I knew I was wrapped around my baby girl's finger: When I teared up hearing that stupid "Butterfly Kisses" song. Man, am I a dink.
First time I cried after the age of 16: when Angie had her second miscarriage in 6 months.
First time I cried after that second miscarriage: When Rakes was born 13 months later.
First and Last time I do a "First" post: tonight.
Can pitchers and catchers just go ahead and REPORT already?
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