This week has been a week of firsts for me. I just began my new summer job, interning with Colorado teens in a local church. And what a week of firsts it has been.
I remember thinking in high school as I walked down the hallway, how my last week was such a monumental week of lasts. We tend to become burdened with lasts, don’t we? My last boyfriend, my last cup of coffee, my last time at the movie theater, my last fight with a friend, etc … and the list goes on.
Last thinking becomes so natural to me that I forget to think about firsts, or looking forward to firsts. First time in a building, first apartment, first kiss from a significant other, first taste of a new ice cream flavor. I hold on to those lasts, thinking that the new firsts can NEVER come between me and my lasts.
And sometimes I am right.
And sometimes I am wrong.
Once a wise woman told me that I needed to clear out the good things in life to make room for the great things.
I believe that rule applies to firsts and lasts. Sarah Tisdale said, “I make the most of all that comes and the least of all that goes.” What a mantra to live with. I admire the fluidity that she makes her statement with, almost as if a breeze has blown through me, pleasant to sigh deeply into.
We are creatures of change yet we continue to buck the system, day after day, fully realizing that change is inevitable, yet desiring consistency nonetheless.
So embrace your firsts for the day! Go out and search for new opportunities and firsts that you never believed possible. I’ll be enjoying mine as well.