Yesterday was a very good day.

I visited with a friend who just had a baby girl. Her toddler son was paying lots of attention to me, as he is clearly rebelling against his new status of not being the baby anymore. He kept yelling for me, happily shouting, “Ham, Ham, over here”. He couldn’t quite get “Pam” out, but I was happy to be called “Ham”. There is something magical about being the center of attention of a child’s world, even if only for a few minutes.

We played some ball toss, and I helped him put keys from a keyboard back together. For some reason, he was more interested in putting them down my shirt. I will remember yesterday.

I also got my hair cut yesterday. I let my stylist do something a little different, a little funkier than I am used to. She gave me two choices: we can go boring, or we can try a little something new. What would you have done? I wasn’t going to admit I actually prefer boring – its easier to do. This new funkier style requires effort. I always obsess if I am going to be able to “do” my hair the same great way it looks when I am in the chair.

Yesterday was also different than the day before as far as my stuttering. I recently heard a woman talk about where she is at with her stuttering journey, and she mentioned how each day is so different than the last. As I listened to her, I was saying, “Yeah, me too. No two days are ever the same”. Yesterday is different from the day before and today and tomorrow.

Yesterday was a fairly smooth day. I talked about stuttering, but only had a few stuttering moments. I mentioned last night (yesterday) that I want to clean up the storage bin, where I dumped a lot of my stuff after being fired that day, almost three years ago. When I said that, my partner commented that he can’t believe that he didn’t know I stuttered until I was fired that day. He said he didn’t know that someone could hide it so well. I had done a good job.

That was yesterday in my life too. When I was afraid to talk about stuttering. Today and tomorrow is so much more exciting, as this relationship with my stuttering continues to develop and strengthen.

Yesterday was a very good day.