When you’re the oldest, you’ll be loved first. You’ll be held first. You’ll make your parents a mom and a dad first. You’ll be a new beginning first. You’ll learn how to walk and talk first. You’ll shake hands with the world first. You’ll discover your favorite colors and movies first. You’ll have a birthday first.
When you’re the oldest, you’re supposed to know better. You’ll get in trouble first. You’ll take responsibility first. You’ll be confused first. You’ll be blamed first. You’ll realize how much you don’t know first. You’ll apologize first.
When you’re the oldest, you’ll fall first. You’ll pick out a band-aid first. You’ll feel afraid first. You’ll get laughed at first. You’ll be embarrassed first. You’ll cry first. You’ll get hurt first.
When you’re the oldest, you’ll be misunderstood first. You’ll have to explain yourself first. You’ll be held against unfair expectations first. You’ll feel unseen first. You’ll understand others better first. You’ll feel lonely first.
When you’re the oldest, you’ll be strong first. You’ll think about other people’s feelings first. You’ll have to be the bigger person first. You’ll think of a way to solve conflict first. You’ll empathize first. You’ll fight back first.
When you’re the oldest, you’ll be first. You won’t know any better, but they’ll expect you to. You’ll understand them first before they understand you. You have to be strong, even if no one notices. You have to go first, even if you’re thought of last. You’re the oldest. You’ll grow first, and you always will.
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