First Day of the rest of my life, part 1

Today is the first day of the rest of my life…

It was early 1970, sometime in July. I remember feeling the hot summer night, sweating, restless, and not sure who I was, or why I was born or placed upon this earth. Many questions ran through my mind that one July night. Why was I born? What exactly is my purpose? As I look back, I can hardly believe that night. As I remember it, I slipped into my bed. Un-noticed by anyone, yet I did not feel alone.

I wondered why I always felt so different? I somehow felt one day the world would know me as someone I at the time, could not possible understand. I needed no explanation. I needed no understanding. I knew that night, that all I had to do was discover the truth, the truth I would understand tonight of all nights.

I lay there looking out my small window. The hot summer air, the need for cool air. The moonlight, the stillness within me. I knew that something was about to happen that would change me forever, if not for one moment in time, a night that would exist forever within me, I would discover the truth. The truth of who I was, and why I had wondered this for all but 15 of my tender childhood years.

One has to wonder, how does one experience an epiphany? A life changing moment? Yes, I would do this tonight, I would understand my reason for being.

I closed my eyes, I cried, I begged for understanding. After all, I had wondered many times exactly what was my purpose in life. Tonight, I would know. How could someone so young, want to know so much? After tonight, I would have all the answers. I would know.

To understand who I was, who I am, and who I will be, you must first understand who I was meant to be in your lifetime, if not in mine.

I awoke sometime around two in the morning. The breese was so wonderful! I suddenly realized that I was lying face down….