First day, of anything, means that day which came before was the last day of something else.
This pivotal day, or yesterday …
Between seasons, like leaf pressed between book pages – worthless unless you look back on that date as memorable, or precious because some memory or occasion is marked or remembered.
Is it more than that, or less?
First day of summer is here, and another spring is gone.
Something new today is genuinely new.
Well, it will be for today. New things, new people, new ways of seeing something – that’s all out in front of us. What’s left behind us is mostly left behind. Old times, old place, old faces.
What is done is done. Gone, not to be repeated. Ahead is all new, excitement filled, challenge filled – it is life continued.
