Was reading a nostalgic blog post this morning reminiscing about simpler times as children when things were fresh and new and how our lives should be lived like them, filled with excitement for such "firsts".

And looking at my own lists of firsts from my last post I see that is how I sometimes tend to define and evaluate my life as well. Recently Seminary Boy #1 (his younger brother is Seminary Boy #2) has been trying to get me to do one of this seminary/leadership exercises of creating a life timeline. I figured it'd be an interesting activity so I gave it a stab. And it's been pretty interesting thinking of all the events and "firsts" and it was fun to remember all the things that I've done and experienced and places.

I love learning and trying new things...almost to a fault like if you come visit my apartment you will see the evidence of all sorts of hobbies I begin, but don't get all that far with coz somewhere along the road the novelty of it wears off and something new catches my eye. It is fun and all, but honestly sometimes rather frivolous.
Then there is my big sister, who though I call her a nerd, I do admire (shhh don't tell her). Somehow as she goes along life trying new things (she went from library arts school, to applying for business school to wanting to be a teacher, to applying to dental school) she finds something that she likes enough to grow to love...even if to me it is of the strangest sorts...like teeth...I figured after 4 years of dental school and months of residency the novelty would wear off (because really who gets excited about teeth?!?!?), but still today I see the passion she has for what she does and the twinkle that gets in her eye when she is amongst her teethy friends (think they're called dentists) and they talk about teeth and teeth related things. I make fun of it and I don't think as a younger sister I'll ever stop, but it is kinda amazing (in a strange nerdy kinda way) and I do hope that it never goes away.

I think that's why significant moments like a child's first steps are so incredibly amazing and full of wonder not because of the steps in themselves, but because it's those firsts that mark the beginning of a lifelong journey of walking, running, leaping and dancing.

So I add my bit to the blog I read, that life is not just to live for firsts, but to live to find those firsts that will lead to seconds, thirds, fourths to start a journey and a passion that will stay with one forever.