April 5th is a day of firsts. It's the day I first saw sunlight. And people. And trees. It's the day I felt air pass through my nostrils and into my lungs. It's when I first felt a human's touch and heard myself cry.
Like clockwork, April 5th comes around again to check-in on me. And remind me of my firsts, my lasts, myself, my nexts. It invites me to reflect and reboot and reignite my purpose and my unfinished business.