I remember playing hide and seek as a child. I found the perfect spot between this bush (that was as tall as a small tree) and the house. I remember standing there, breathless, waiting for my cousin to come around the corner. I knew I would be able to see him, but he would not be able to see me. I planned on making a break for home base as soon as he disappeared around the other corner again.
Then I got that weird feeling. I was being watched. My body froze and I cautiously looked a little to my left. There, in the bush, was a small face with two beady eyes staring at me. His tongue flickered only a breath away from my face.
It was a harmless snake, but a snake, nonetheless. I managed to get out of the suddenly-too-small space w/o disturbing my new little "friend."
Another time, I was sitting on a rock down at the creek. I was enjoying the sound of the water rushing over the pebbles and the smell of the wind. I remember being deep in thought about nothing in particular when suddenly that feeling pierced through my brain and chest. I was being watched. Again, I froze. Then, slowly, I turned my head a little to the right and looked down. Next to my hand was another brown snake, all coiled up and watching me.
I wonder what it is with me and snakes?
So, here I sit today. Half frozen and afraid to look around and refusing to post in my own blog. I am being watched. Preconceived notions and miscontrued concepts are my enemy. For those watching (and you know who you are), know that I am not the evil person you might think I am. Know that I am happier than I've ever been in my life, and my goal in life is to make sure my kids are happy and well adjusted, and that the man that I love is the happiest he's ever been in his life.
Sometimes I wish we had magic erasers for those preconceived notions. What is it that they say? "You never get a second chance at a first impression." And it really sucks when that first, negative impression comes from another person, and not from self.
But such is life.