My head is nattering on this morning about why it is that the human brain seems to have a natural habit of remembering firsts and lasts... It appears that this has something to do with life's sweet spots being events rather than paving the continuum of our lifetimes. The eternal arc between these moments is cobblestoned with bubbles of memories that form in the light, and our sweat or tears. Look carefully, because within each fragile orb is a rainbow that transcends hope and so it is that remembering help us do what must be done on the path to becoming humankind. When our 'First are what nourish our lives, our 'Lasts' become dessert!