my first time...

once you are 27 years old, there are not many times you can say "this is my first time"
you have either done it before or you never plan to do it,
otherwise you would have done it already

when I had babies, so much was a "first"
and keeping track of all their "firsts" was a major task

now within days , I have many firsts to write about
this is the first time I have written a blog,
or a journal of any type, as I am not one to keep track of my feelings.

I just blurt things out when I feel like it, and if it is written down, I then have regret about what I blurted.

I went on an airplane this weekend for my first time.
I saw my Dad cry, not a first, but very rare.
I got along with my sister after 5 long days together, also very rare.

I will wait now to see if anyone actually cares enough to read this blog, since that will be a first also...