Hit another milestone with my youngest this weekend. These things get more and more bittersweet. There I was thinking first steps were the standard bearer for all memories. They are but then again they are only the beginning.
From those very early celebrations are the fleeting touches of life passing, annoyances, punishments, celebrations, sadness, first crushes. Next up first loves, moving out, moving on, significant others, one grey hair at a time. I’m not crying you are. It’s ok. I can’t wait to see their stars firelight the sky.
I just wish I could see that first step one more time, for the first time.
