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First!!

There have been a lot of interesting “firsts” in my world lately. Some had to do with my writing [first novel, first blurb], some with my family [first formal, etc.] and some have been more personal. This morning’s email brought another, and a smile, and a thought… which would be great for a coffee talk!

Is it more important to experience the “first”, hold the memory of the “first”, or enjoy everything that comes after it—which wouldn’t exist without that “first”? Perhaps my answer will help clarify the question, because dayum… I haven’t had enough coffee this morning and that almost confused me!

My email this morning was my first request to do an introduction for someone. A real introduction. Not a joke or snark aimed at grandma’s boy, or because I was a Wench, but an honest request for an honest introduction from an actual writer because I’m a writer. That was cool! It’s still cool. It’ll be cool while I’m reading the novel […without a red pen? Wow, I hope I remember how to read just to read!]. It’ll be cool while I’m writing the intro. And then I started thinking… How long will that high last? Will the next request bring as strong a smile? Will the memory of that email last?

In truth, I don’t think I can’t actually answer my own questions this morning. And I’m not even blaming a lack of coffee. I think there may be too many wonderful little tidbits to “firsts” that are treasured [and should be!]. The blurb was a while ago, it’s still cool. The novel was accepted a while ago, it’s still cool. My daughter’s first formal will be remembered years from now. The happy of that email, and many other firsts, won’t diminish with time…

Have you had enough coffee to answer? Am I alone in this inability? How do you react to firsts, their memories, or what they bring?

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