I celebrate Tricia. It’s her birthday. There’s been some incredible firsts since August 28, 1978. And, when you get down to it, all the firsts are about loving one another.
It’s really what John writes about when he says:
God has revealed surprising divine love through Tricia, my first.The thing is . . . we’ve been through a lot of firsts, which has taught me a powerful life lesson . . . love always wins.
I love her more today than when I first realized she was a part of me and first fell in love with the little human being within.
A few of her firsts:
I love this picture of us at Christmas–it shows our different perspectives–as mother and daughter and tells the story that follows.
This was our first official talk as mother and daughter, 10:30 PM on August 28, 1978.
You were the first to call me mama, mommy, and mom. I was considered high risk in pregnancy; however, you weathered the storm. I knew you were strong the very first moment I felt your life in me.
You were literally the first baby your dad ever held. You were a perfect fit. And, yes, the couch was awesome–directly from the 1970’s.
You were the first grandchild. Grandpa and Grandma Carlisle not only prayed for you but were and are incredibly influential in your life. And, I know you have blessed them beyond measure. Do you remember how they drove and accompanied you and Troy on your first formal? Yep.
You were the first to make Auntie Shelley an aunt! She was your first and main babysitter. She could not wait to grow up and have you stay with her in the summer–and she did. There were always stories about staying at Auntie Shelley’s house. You’ve always been specially connected to your Auntie.
Uncle Kelly left for college just a few days after you were born. It was his first year of college and his first time being an uncle. I traumatized him with my postpartum sobbing when he left. Though he looks a little like a disco boy–he was a very attentive uncle, sending you cards, letters, and little gifts. By the way–is this a Taylor Carlisle look alike picture?
Uncle Kevin was in grad school and visted every chance he could get in order to spoil his first niece. Quite the bachelor with his burp cloth!
Grandpa Palmer was pretty ill by the time you were born; however, he was energized by his first grandchild and loved holding you.
You and grandma Palmer had an immediate connection; you were her first and everyone knew it!
Rev. Chuck and Penny Shorow were good friends You were the first in their ministry that they dedicated, baptized, and married. Do you notice the photo bombing by Uncle Kevin? And, of course Chris, now Rev. Chris Shorow, was a part of every activity.
I had to do some extra schooling about 5 hours from home for a week. So. You went with me. It was the first for you to study every night–but you sat quietly by me with your own books and etch-a-sketch. On the way home, we went to a petting zoo. I was pregnant with Tiffany and was nauseated by the animal smells! It was the first and last time I visited a petting zoo.
The morning of November 19, 1980 we dressed you up (notice those socks!) and took you to be with Grandpa and Grandma Carlisle while I went to the hospital to have Tiffany. You started talking at 6 months of age, so by the time you were 27 months you were conversational–it was during the hospitalization that you had the priceless conversation with Grandpa Carlisle.
You: I love my sister.
Grandpa: That’s so great.
You: Yes, my mommy said I had to!
You became “the girls,” when Tiffany first arrived home from the hospital,
You loved me to leave you so you could have your two favorite sitters–Auntie Shelley and Audrey. You had a lot of firsts with them. Enough said.
When Aunt Nancy came along and married Uncle Kelly, it was the first time you were really a part of someone’s wedding. Aunt Nancy had little gift bags for you and Tiffany in every part of the wedding process. You were her first niece. Of, course Aunt Nancy has always spoiled you.
When we first started talking about adoption, you were immediately excited. You had the nursery planned and names picked. There was an obvious connection the first time you held Tim in the airport.
You were the first one, other than myself, that could calm Tim down. You spent many hours holding him.
I did not dream that your first Holt picnic with Tim would lead to Holt picnics with your own little girls. Do you want to say something about my 80’s hair? I don’t have any words for it.
When you and Troy officially began dating he already was a part of the family–he was the first one to enter the cousin realm!
(You, Troy, Tiffany, and Tim with Geoff, Taylor, Natalie, Brianna, and Giorgi)
Marrying your first love is a rare gift.
There are so many first stories of the four of you. I am sure I don’t know all the stories and I don’t want to.
You have been present for your sister’s firsts too. Always.
(Grandma Palmer, Grandpa and Grandma Carlisle, Uncle Kevin, Brianna, Giorgi, Uncle Kelly, Aunt Nancy, Geoff, Natalie, Auntie Shelley, Uncle Paul and you, Troy, Tim, your dad, me, and of course Tiffany and Drew)
You were the first . . . then . . . there were more.
And, when Sydney first came home, she and Madelyn became “the girls.”
You were the first to begin the cousins and Kaelyn is the last–34 years between the two of you! Crazy.
When the Olson family first became your family, I knew it would be good. And, I was right. I’m so grateful we are all great friends.
You were there for Tiffany and Drew at the first of labor as well as delivery when Ellie was born four minutes before the clock struck midnight on January 8, 2014. And, as an auntie there will be many more firsts to spend time with Ellie and spoil her.
There are a lot of firsts left in your life as the second generation grows up.
One of my most favorite pictures of you is with Madelyn and Sydney in your office. Though you are an incredible lawyer, they come first.
At the end of the day, when all is said and done, and we take our final breath, the firsts that matter are about love. And, love wins!
You are invited to my last Sunday at South Salem Nazarene:
Sunday, August 31 at 10:45 AM
South Salem Nazarene Church 1661 Boone Rd SE Salem, OR 97306
(Go south on Commercial and turn left before it intersects on Kuebler at Arby’s on Boone Road. From I5 south, take the Kuebler exit, turn right and turn right on Stroh (third right after exit), left on Boone Rd.)
Enough . . . Helping Others To Have Enough, Before and After, Why, Words, Defining, Challenging, Life-Changing Words, There’s More To the Story, Praying for you, Leaving the Impossible Behind, Praying hands . . . make me strong.
(Written by Kerrie Carlisle Palmer © 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED)