Since it’s the first day of September that got me to thinking about firsts. My first kiss, my first ride on a motorcycle, my first trip overseas, my first stamp class, and on it goes. While all of these are great memories for me some stick out a little more than others.
My first ride on a motorcycle showed me that the feeling of freedom is often seasoned with the fear of my imminent doom.
My first trip overseas (that lasted almost four years) shaped me into much of who I am today. I learned that people can be different and can think different and it is just fine. It also showed me how much I take for granted here in my home country speaking and writing a language I am comfortable communicating with.
My first stamp class was one for the books. It started on an evening in 1999 with crossed arms and the proclamation that “I am not creative”. As the night eased on, my arms slowly came down my sides and I am became curious. By the end of the night I had created my first card with card stock, mulberry paper, beads, and wire. I know you are shocked…no stamping. And the rest is history. (Yes, I still have the card.)
As I began to learn my style for creating I realized I had a favorite tool which was also one of the first things I had ordered. It was a brass stencil. You could color, emboss, and even tear your card stock against it. We don’t sell them any longer and I’d probably not even order it today. My style, tastes, and orders have evolved over the years.
So, for today, please tell me what your first or favorite thing is. It could be your first experience with being creative. It could be your favorite tool. It could be what you ordered and why on your first order. Tell me about your firsts.
For each comment you will get 5 tickets for the contest.
With inky fingers,