Sacredness of the first

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I am that one person who unwillingly will overhear people's conversations and recall almost everything. I remember this time last week a lady and a guy were seated across me and my friend. I could tell it was their first date. I overhead the guy's Spotify wrapped for this year. He was a handsome Chinese dude btw! He mentioned that he had a meeting at church that evening too! I was happy for that girl, he seemed like a nice man that I'd date too. Don't ask me how I knew it was their first date  but there's a demeanor about the first thing of things. Your laugh, smile There's a way you approach things cautiously. Not for everybody though.  Talking about firsts. I know the end of things is better than even the beginning but I also realized that I held the memories of my firsts as endearly as the lasts. I remember all details as vividly even more than the last.


Let's get back to what I was saying. Firsts. Recall your first day at school primary or college, first date, first love, first flow, that day you got saved, first time getting a child, first job etc. I don't know which one I should talk about here but if you want one just hit me up as usual. 


The first time of things will not ways be as great. Sometimes what you envision in your mind it's not what you actually experience on ground. I cried myself to sleep my first day in highschool yet I had been waiting my whole life to join highschool. 


Anyway come to think of it everyday it's just a fresh new start and it's still your first for everything no matter how monotonous it is. Yesss it's also the first time  for your seeminy old parents too. It's the first time they are having a child who's 19 years old 3 months and 27 days. I don't know how to drive this thing home. But just take each new day as a fresh start. But I don't also like the first because it might be the first of many firsts which will lead to habits. Once I knew how to buy credit from Mpesa, my life was never the same😂! 


After the first you know what else happens....confidence builds up or guilt, pain or ecstasy or peace. Once you do it that first time, it breaks some barrier that has always been standing in the way. If you start your business and fail,  for me, trying it for the second time should not be as scary. This year has been my year of firsts and the list is long and I am building confidence in things because I decided to face my first. Sometimes the fear is inflated. All the time actually.


So take that leap. And start that which is the right first.



I'm just blabbering since I can't sleep and I don't want to chat with anyone. It's 1:02 am

Comments

  1. Loved OneDecember 9, 2023 at 6:04 AM

    This is beautiful 🤭...it's time I get bold too 🙂

    ReplyDelete
  2. Tee-BlackJanuary 25, 2024 at 4:48 PM

    Are firsts ends? Are ends firsts?

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