There have been so very many firsts in my life. In everyones lives really. The first day of this, the first day of that, the first time I realized that I’m crazy, the first time I realized I wasn’t so crazy after all. The first time I tried soy sausage and realized it wasn’t that bad. The first time I tried sushi and realized I had been missing out on something amazing all those years.
There was the first time I did “it” (don’t worry I’ll spare you). The first time I thought I was in love. The first time I knew I was in love. The first time I fell out of love. The first time I told someone I loved them and didn’t mean it. The first time I told someone I didn’t love them and wished I had meant it. There was my first broken heart and the first time I broke one.
There was the first time I realized that Cherry Coke was so much better than those other colas I drank. The first time I smoked a cigarette. The first time I realized I needed to quit smoking. The first time I drank a dirty dry martini. The first time I had one too many dirty dry martinis.
There was the first time I met a friend. The first time I met a best friend. The first time one of my best friends introduced me to Mr. Kaos. The first time I met Mr. Kaos’ family. The first time he met mine. The first time we knew we were going to last. The first time we knew we were going to be a family. The first time we told someone we were going to be a family.
Then there was the first time, that first moment when we were a family. The moment when after months of pregnancy and days of labor K made her triumphant debut in the face of adversity and she drew her first breaths and cried her first cry.
And the first time I knew a whole knew kind of love.
Of all the firsts in my life, and there are so many more than I have listed, three really stand out.
The first time I saw this city.
The first time I shared a kiss with Mr. Kaos.
The first time my daughter drew a breath.
What are your best firsts?
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9 thoughts on “firsts”
good post. . .
nice post.. inspiring
Fab post CK.My favourite firsts are:1. The first time I looked into my childrens eyes.2. The first time I said ‘I love you.’3. The first time I opened the door to our new house.4. The first time I heard live music.5. The first time I went to Rock City and knew it was my place, my music, my people, just somewhere I fitted in.6. The first time I walked out of the shop wearing my contact lenses and the world wasn’t all squished into a square frame.7. The first time I got a blog comment from a complete stranger.
When I heard the words, “it’s a girl.”
Oh I love this, I might steal it for my blog, Your firsts are wonderful
Oh, I love this! I don’t know if these are really the most importnat firsts in my life but they are the ones that first jumped into my head: 1. The first time I went out and bought groceries for myself and brought them home to my first apartment. 2. The first time I wrote my son’s new, legal name after we adopted him. 3. The first time I felt my daughter kick and it knew it was really a kick and nit just a gas bubble.
The first time my husband caressed my neck. The first time I looked at my second born and truly loved her. The first time I felt truly happy.So many…
Beautiful. First times are so much better than last times.
Thanks for the wonderful post. You’ve reminded me of the many firsts that I’ve celebrated, worried about and tucked away. How about the first time I came to your blog and realized your talent?