Something charming about the word, “first.”
We remember first loves, first cars, first dates.
Sometimes we remember what others can’t – like first birthdays, first steps…
And yes, first snow.
The first experience of anything significant
Carries a unique mix of curiosity and delight…
Caution and hesitation…
Wonder and joy.
It helps to know when everything’s new
That trusted friends are near
Or strong, loving arms are faithfully present.
But even then things sometimes turn out badly.
First loves break hearts. First cars grow old.
First snows invite first face plants.
Good thing those strong arms of love are still around.