First Steps...

So this will be a post with a title relevant to more than just one thing. You've been warned.

First off, my little sister had her son June 28, 2012 around 11:05 p.m. His name is Aden Cortez Jones-Coonrod. Yea, it's a mouthful but for short I just call him Ne. Anyway, I of course was there and got to go back to the delivery room and my sister asked me did I want to hold him. My initial reaction...nope. Honestly, dear readers I was scared as hell. Here's this brand new less than 15 minute old life and my sister just asked me if I wanted to hold him. Nah, nope, uh uh. However, me being the genius that I am realized that if I told my sister I didn't want to hold her child my 25 yr (some months, days, hours, minutes and seconds) old life would probably be ended right there; regardless of my perfectly valid fear. So I picked up my nephew (hence the origin of Ne, see above) and held him. A month early and the kid was 7lbs 14 ounces, healthy and rather tired. However, considering the ordeal he had just went through I obviously understood. But in the few seconds that I did hold him I realized that in that single moment so many first steps were being made. Me, my first step as an uncle, my mom her first step as a grandmother and moments before that as Ne came into the world my sister's first steps as a mother. I only got to hold him one more time before I left to take another first step in my life (new job) but anyone who has held a newborn child before will understand when I say there are very few, more precious things in this world. I love my nephew. I always have and always will. I love my sister more than she'll ever understand and damn she did a pretty damn good job carrying Ne if you ask me (not a doctor so it's all opinion and maybe i'm a little biased but hey, that's my right).

Second, new job. So, now that i've graduated I've started a job in the Tuscaloosa County D.A.'s Office and to say the least it's so much different being on this end of the workplace spectrum.  When I began volunteering here in August I had absolutely no idea this is where I would end up after graduation. Yet, for all intents and purposes this is a dual first step, a two step if you will, lol. A step in my career as a graduate of the University of Alabama School of Law and a step into the world after school (i'm never going back, nope, nah, heck no). I didn't realize that things had changed until two interns from my law school came in and asked ME for work. To say I was surprised is an understatement. Yet, now that I'm done with my first week (literally ending as I write this) I can tell you that I absolutely love what I do and it is my fervent prayer that this fact never changes.

Not a ton of content this post I know however, I will be writing more regularly if for no other reason than to clear my head which was the original point of this blog to begin with. I try my best to always leave off with something insightful and relevant to many if not all of your lives (i kind of chuckled when I wrote that because I'm pretty sure there are only like 3 people who read my posts) but here it goes:

Every journey begins with one step; walk wisely.