Interviewing Myself--Ultimate Blog Challenge Day 5

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Well, I will admit that this year I really want to improve my blog.  I am very happy with the way it is--for the most part.  But I am really challenging myself to do an even better job.  I am a little late in joining the Ultimate Blog Challenge, but I am jumping right in.  And today I will be interviewing myself.  I often forget to post personal things about myself.  I get so caught up in reading and reviewing that I forget that so many of you don't know very much about me.  So here goes.

1. What was the happiest moment of your life? The saddest?  This is really a no-brainer for me.  The happiest day of my life was the day my daughter was born--June 13, 2003 (She was born on my 29th birthday).  I brought this little bundle of joy into the world at my home in Dallas, Texas with the assistance of my midwife, her assistant, my mom, my sister-in-law, and my husband (who did practically nothing).  The saddest day of my life was just a couple years later when I had to make the decision to leave my husband of nearly ten years due to his mental condition.  I will tell you that I cannot recall the exact day that I had to take my daughter and me and basically go into hiding (at another music teacher's house in the district where I working) during the nine months that the divorce proceedings went on.  While it was a very sad day, the day the divorce was final--just three days before my tenth wedding anniversary--was one of the most relieved days of my life.
2. What s your earliest memory?  I have a memory of being in the back of a trailer and looking out the window to see mountains--brown mountains.  I learned later that I was around two years old, and we were going to Arizona.  It is one of those memories that is vivid, but it is more like a photograph than a moving memory.
3. When in your life have you felt most alone?  I don't know if I can pinpoint an exact moment, but I can tell you what has led to feelings of being alone and abandoned.  My friend from England used to be very close to me.  I used to write about him a lot--Martin is his name.  Read some of my earlier blog entries, and there was quite some hot and heavy moments between us.  Unfortunately, his association with my family has wreaked havoc on everything.  I have been told by members of my family that I am responsible for the break-up of the family due to bringing this man into our family circle.  I have been shunned because I am considered the favored one in the family.  And now Martin has practically cut ties with me as well because he hates my family.  While I don't feel lonely at the moment, I can say that at times I have felt very lonely and abandoned.  That is why I have thrown myself into my blog so much in the past year.  It has filled that gap up, and I have met some wonderful friends.
4. When did you first find out that you were going to be a mom, and how did you feel?  I was married for eight years before I was pregnant.  We never used birth control, and our bedroom life was far from perfect.  I had practically given up on ever getting pregnant.  We learned later that my husband was infertile.  My period had been late before, but I had miscalculated and was practically two weeks late. I was so worried because I had taken two ibuprofen for what I thought was cramps.  And my husband and I did not have a good relationship.  I was the bread-winner in the family, and I had just landed a really good full-time teaching job.  I told my teacher friend about my suspicions.  She told me to go get a pregnancy test--easier said than done.  I had to go to a drugstore because our grocery store did not carry them.  I remember taking the test, and when it turned out positive (as I expected it would), I told my husband.  He didn't believe me.  It was at least two months before he did.  My sister-in-law was the first one to hear because my mom was on the phone when I tried to call.  I was pregnant along with eight other ladies that year on staff.  There had to be something in the water!  Amazingly, God worked everything out so I lost no pay whatsoever.
5. Can you tell me about your first kiss?  Oh, goodness, I sure can.  Thankfully I no longer see it as a bad memory.  I was not kissed until I got engaged at the age of 18.  That's right.  My only husband (who is now my ex-husband and the father of my daughter) was the first man I dated.  I had a dream that I would not kiss a man until we were engaged.  We dated six weeks, and he proposed.  He popped the question on the third floor of an old-fashioned ship that was a restaurant in Pleasant Island at Disneyworld in Florida.  Actually, if I would have been smart, I would have realized that the first kiss was not all that great.  He actually told me I did it wrong!  I was too much in love to notice.
6. Do you believe in God?  Yes, I do.  At about the age of six or seven, I asked Jesus Christ to become my Lord and Savior, and I have never looked back.  I am a flawed creature and still make my share of mistakes.  But if you look through my blog, I think you will be able to see that this blog is still from an inspirational/devotional point of view.  God has led me every step of the way.

Hope you enjoyed these questions.  I could say so much more, but this will give you some ideas.  Want to know where I got my questions?  Check out this link.