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When you are a kid, every day brings new experiences. “today I tasted eggplant for the first time.  Surprisingly I was pretty good“, “today I saw a play for the first time“, “today I failed a test for the first time” - these are only a few of the firsts experienced in our household this week.  But when you get to be 45, these firsts are much more rare and far between.  Sometime though, life may surprise you.  This week I experienced 2 firsts.  

When my husband left his previous job, his coworkers gave him a gift certificate for a massage for two at a local spa. As luck would have it, in all my previous visits to a spa, whether it was with my coworkers on a fun day, or with my husband in a spa resort, I was always pregnant, and the only treatment I could get  was a facial, which I really don’t like.  So ladies, this week, for the first time in my life, I got a massage (an aromatherapy one), and it was amazing!!!  

But the second first was even more amazing.  I love to dance.  I love the way it makes my body feel, the way it lets me express myself, and how it releases tension.  Alas, my husband doesn’t “do” dancing.  He was very honest from the start, so I can’t blame him, but we never ever danced together.  Not even at our own wedding. Last night we were invited to a friend’s birthday party.  It was a dance party, and like I always do, I resigned myself to an evening of chatting with my husband and friends, which is fun, but I would much rather be dancing. So you can imagine my delight when a few minutes after we got there he pulled me to the dance floor, where we spent most of the evening. There were some awkward moments of mismatched steps, but we had so much fun!  

I know that both of these firsts are pretty mundane. They are things you may have experienced hundreds of times in your own lives, and you may not understand my excitement.  But for me they were firsts. Like steps. We usually don’t celebrate every step we take, but that first one, how exciting is that?  

Now it’s your turn.  Do you have any recent firsts to share?


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