What’s First is Last
I have one kid. She’s the first and the last. She was the first kid to get a driver’s license and she’ll be my last. She was the first to graduate and the last. She was the first to go to college and the last. That one is a tough one. She’s the first kid to leave the house, but also the last. Its kind of bittersweet. All those things that we found so special about her upbringing we will only experience once. All those things a bit more difficult will also be less common. She’s eighteen now. She is my first baby and my last. She’s the first one I loved and the last.
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on September 26, 2009 at 11:34 pm
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A touching story. Interesting how parents with only one child seem to appreciate their gift. Its like the full capacity of offspring love is concentrated on but one child.