The Moment My Life Changed

After yesterday’s blog entry, Chuck is on my mind quite a bit. Even more so than usual, because I recently celebrated the 7th anniversary of our first kiss, or as I like to describe it, “The Moment My Life Changed”.

I actually made the first move. We had been talking for 4 hours on this particular day. We had everything in common. And he was about to leave for the last time. He had been my roofing contractor, and his crew was finished with the job and had left. I knew that if I didn’t do something, he’d walk right out of my life and I’d never see him again. So I kissed him.

And I felt it in my knees. Which was kind of dangerous, since we were standing on my roof. But it was worth it.

I had 4 amazing years with Chuck before he died, and he really taught me a lot about what love is, and also what it isn’t. Ours was a complicated relationship. But I don’t regret any of it, and I miss so much of it.

While he was alive, I described that first kiss as the moment my life changed, but little did I know. My whole life can be divided into before that kiss and after it. That first kiss meant I experienced love, but it also meant I experienced death and grief and excruciating pain and loneliness and despair.

That kiss and that love and that death also sent me headlong across the country, to Seattle. That has also been a bit of a jumbled bag of joy and sorrow. No regrets there either, most of the time.

Every year when this anniversary rolls around, I experience very mixed emotions. Part of me thinks I should stop writing it on my calendar, because I suck at remembering dates, so if I left it off, I would stop riding this particular roller coaster. But part of me thinks, no, I should hold on to it, at least until I experience another kiss that I feel in my knees. If I ever get that lucky.

Damn. What a kiss that was. Hoo!

First Kiss

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Author: The View from a Drawbridge

I have been a bridgetender since 2001, and gives me plenty of time to think and observe the world.

17 thoughts on “The Moment My Life Changed”

      1. I’ve missed you too. Life seems to get crazier and crazier leaving me no time to read you 😦 I love that I can come back at any time and get the same warm welcome back! ❤ Hope you're well

      2. I started reading the book and I am in love with it. It’s like having a conversation with an old friend, without staring at a laptop <3. I'll review it on Goodreads once I'm done!

  1. I am sure that it will come. Maybe entirely different than with Chuck, but life changing as well.

  2. I hope that something that good comes to you again.
    In unrelated news, I read that the Fremont Bridge is 100 years old now. It began use today in 1917, though the official fuss was delayed till the 4th of July. If what I read is right, I will rejoice, for now Seattle finally has a centenarian movable span, like Portland and Tacoma. [And Mt. Vernon, though that one is no longer active and I think it’s outside the city limits.]

    1. The City of Seattle could not get it together in time to do anything for the centennial of the Fremont Bridge, but we will! Members of the neighborhood group, Fremont Historical Society, including me, will be handing out commemorative cards at the bridge on the Fourth of July! One of our purposes is to advertise/give a heads-up to people that a new webpage is coming for our Fremont history writings. IThat new website will go live later this summer. In the meantime, events of the ship canal centennial are posted on Making the Cut:

      Event notices and Fremont articles are presently on my blog even though it is about another neighborhood of Seattle. Look for “Fremont” under the categories. Hey, Barb, you spelled my blog page wrong!

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