It’s Day 26 of #LoveBlog, with the topic Firsts. Find the rest of the topics here!
There’s nothing quite like trying something for the first time, but what about achieving something for the first time?
Hitting major milestones in your life, whether they be personal, social, professional, or something else, can feel pretty spectacular.
I can’t say if my biggest personal milestone was the first time I went to France (when I studied abroad) or the first time I worked in France (as an au pair after college). I’d spent my entire life wanting to speak French and wanting to see Paris. I did more than make it happen–I lived in France for the better part of two years.
Some milestones are more gradual than distinct moments on a timeline. I have no idea when I first started calling myself a feminist, but I’d been talking about sexism and fairness since I was at least 8. I do remember when I first decided I wanted to become the first woman president–I was definitely 8 years old. My dad promised to be my campaign manager. I changed my ambitions when I was 10 to be a member of Congress because I didn’t like the level of media scrutiny on the president.
Sometimes a milestone is more of a feeling than an action. I remember as a tween, the first time I truly felt in my gut that I was a good dancer. I’d been taking dance lessons at the Greenwood Dance Center for years, and I’d always done well in my classes. But my dance recital in the 7th grade changed things. My class did a jazz routine to “Larger Than Life” by the Backstreet Boys. For the first time, the audience’s applause roared with genuine enthusiasm and not polite parental pride. Usually that level of applause was only for the most senior dance class. But that night, my class of tweens dazzled our parents, grandparents, and bored siblings.
I still remember when Dan and I first kissed. I should have realized in that moment that he was someone special, but I needed a bit more time to figure it out. I can honestly say that our first kiss was unlike any kiss I’d ever had before. I didn’t love him yet. We had just finished only our second date. But kissing him felt like an explosion of pink sparkles all around me. To this day, just thinking about our first kiss still gives me butterflies! Sometimes we only realize after the fact that a moment in time will change our lives forever.
As a blogger, I hit new milestones all the time. Just a year ago, I published my first article for The Huffington Post. In December, I finally reached 1,000 Instagram followers. This week, I completed my first blog consultation for a client (and friend!).
I’m glad I feel excitement when I accomplish something new. That happy feeling reminds me to never stop learning and never stop growing!
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What milestones have you celebrated recently?