Your first love. What comes to mind when you read those words? Perhaps an old high school sweet heart, or let’s be honest- chocolate… anything chocolate. Maybe we should start with little loves and big loves. I little love getting a thoughtful card in the mail from my mom or dear friend from far away. Or we may little love waking up to that warm cup of coffee with a dash, no a ladle, of hazelnut creamer. I big love when one of my kids call out “momma” when they are excited to see that I entered the room. I big love empty laundry baskets which means I washed, folded and put away every tshirt, towel, sock and sweater. But beyond little and big loves, what is your FIRST love?