A first is a pretty spectacular thing. I think our very first “first” sort of sets the standard for what all firsts have the potential to create. This first is obviously birth. It’s your first breath, your first exposure to other people, to your parents, to the world. To sunlight and the sensation of air on the skin. The experience of digestion, growth food, sound language… and other things like love, nurturing, affection, care…

But this first, leads only to more and more firsts. More discoveries to be made, adventures to be lived. Stories to be told, experiences to be experienced… And so our very first “first” become not a one time experience to be had an forgotten, but a launching pad into the great abyss called life. The first adventure of many adventures to be had.

I think considering what the very first “first” was, we need to consider that life really is made up of firsts, because life is made up of potential. I think that’s what confirms the reality of destiny. Not as an ideal we conjure to cope with life and what could be explained as existence without meaning. The fact of first, lends only to the fact of destiny. That a first is not a “once and never again,” but an open door to more and more and more is what gives credibility to destiny.

Firsts are really BIG. A first step is hard and is often filled with failure. But even failures are firsts. But even with that first step, it leads to the first waddle, and the first run, and the first sprint finally lending way to what may become an incredible athletic ability.

The possibilities with firsts are endless…

so with that said. Here is my first. My first blog. And like any first, the possibilities are endless.