Our First Times

Our First Times

From the first moment we enter this world, we experience something new, something different. From our first breath to our first last breath, new memories are waiting around the corner.

For the first minute of my life, I was the first child. Then, I was a twin.

Many of my first firsts had to be shared.

Don’t get me wrong, it’s not all bad. I still have yet to report my first time killing a spider on my own.

My firsts became Our firsts.

The first time I slept in a “big girl bed” was also the first time Scott slept in a “big boy bed”

The first time we had to go to sleep without mom in the room, we teamed up to see how loud we could cry, hoping she’d feel sorry and come back in.

The first time I moved was the first time Scott moved.

Our first pet was a cat named Grey Kitty, original I know.

The first time I went to the ER, Scott was there

We walked in the door of our first day of school together.

Our first time having different teachers was in 2nd grade.

We rode our first airplane on the way to Disney World.

Our first day of Freshman year was both nerve-wracking and exciting.

We have the same first car.

We watched our first play in the Orpheum theatre.

The first time I stepped foot in a different country, Scott was there too.

We rode in our first taxi together.

The first time Scott tried escargot, so did I.

Scott and I saw the mountains for the first time in Switzerland.

I was sitting next to him the first time I tried fondue.

Scott got on his first plane without me last July.

I celebrated my first birthday without him this past June.

In the future, there are going to be a lot of firsts for us.

First day of college,

First terrible roommate,

First time voting,

First apartment.

First love,

First house,

First kid.

All these firsts are going to happen,

And for the first time,

They’re going to happen

Alone.

~S. Rae