May the road rise to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
The rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of his hand.
~ Irish Blessing
There is something to be said about the first time. Somehow or another as well, the first time tends to stand out clearly & vividly in our memories. Our first clearest happy recollection of childhood memories. Our first best friend. Our first crush. Our first love. Our first kiss. Our first real working job.
Of course first memories of many things are bittersweet. Thinking back of one’s first love, and losing her. Thinking back of smiles & warmth of a very close one, who is no longer with us on earth. The whirling of thoughts & emotions when a close workplace friend leaves for greener pastures. Oft the many things that thrilled us tremendously when we were young, but today would no longer nary evoke a feeling.
Massages & Music Boxes
I still recall the first time I went for an oil massage. The dim lights. The massage beds behind individual drawn curtains. The heightened sense of touch as ones eyes were closed. The shocking jolts of pain followed by relief & pleasure. And strangely as well, the damned music of the music box. Playing incessant tunes of yesteryear beat by beat with no lyrics.
First Time Waiting
Also recently was the experience of seeing many others waiting for their first time to be seated to eat. In the land of the bountiful food here, this would appear to be almost a sin. And I find it quite surprising how many people dislike & are against waiting to be seated when the other tables are full. If that were to be combined with extremely slow service then it would surely be a combustious effect in the end.
First is Last, and Last is First
With all that said, things are rarely what they really seem to be. The massage episode ended with, not perfect, but a good enough feeling to the massage & the music box music died away blocked in one’s mind. The slow seating & slow service were replaced with a satisfied smile due to the excellent food & backed by good company & conversation. Our first fall, our first tear, our first heartbreak all serve as irreplaceable lessons in life.
What is your most vivid first experience you can recall?