How hard could it be to take my first step?
"Come to mommy, you can do it."
"Oh you're home. Hon, look at him go."
As I take another step, he picks me up.
He hugs me tight but gently and kisses me on the cheek.
I feel so safe, loved and happy. Perhaps that's how it was.
(I really don't remember back that far.)
How hard could it be, my first day at school.
My mom meets me at the front door of the building,
hugs me and says, "How was your first day? Did you have fun today? "
He comes home after a hard day at work and mom says,
"Hi Hon, it was Den's first day of school."
He picks me up in his strong arms and says,
"I knew you could do it." A hug and a kiss on the cheek.
How hard could it be to learn how to drive a car or a truck?