I recently went on my first first date in over twenty years. Except I couldn’t call it a “date” because “date” sent me into a panic. So after spending the preceding two-plus weeks cautiously allowing a man to get to know me a bit, talking myself down from hysteria, finding previously unknown triggers, using my best friend as an unpaid counselor, and admitting I need further professional counseling, I agreed to an “outing.” During the day.
I may have had to call it something crazy and work around this newest level of my own crazy, but I did it. I fought off the nausea. I worked through the nerves. I prayed myself up. And I went.
And…
I laughed.
I laughed so much. And my goodness, it felt so good to laugh.
So even if the first first outing ends up being the only outing, God gave me the thing I’ve prayed for most often over the past five years.
And…
(Again) I did it. I took that first step into a new phase, and I am so proud of me.
Oh awesome! So happy for you to step out & enjoy it! Laughter is so healing when it is real and not from our nervousness. I met you at the last HBWC & have thought about you & prayed for you since then. Enjoy your writings so much! Love you & your story❤️🙏
“Small steps”! Nothing wrong with ‘carefully exploring’!
I definitely know what you’re talking about. The first time I got to go out with Tammy was such a good time talking, laughing and having fun. I haven’t got to see her much and neither of us called it a date. We’re making a new friendship and just enjoying the time God gave us. I look forward to being able to spending more time with her, laughing and just enjoying being with my new friend. God wants us to be happy. God has a very good sense of humor. He loves to laugh and make His children happy. Laughter does good like medicine. Even better than medicine if you ask me. God bless you !!!