Every day’s a holiday of one sort or another, or so I’ve read. We just celebrated Earth Day on April 22nd, today is Hairstylist Appreciation Day, May 2nd is Astronomy Day, May 4th is International Respect for Chickens Day, May 10th is Mothers Day.
Wouldn’t it be an interesting exercise to designate each day a specific day of appreciation of our own devising? I could commemorate my April 30th as Hooray for Clean Underwear Day. May 1st could be hailed as I Have a Full Tank of Gas in My Miata Day. On May 2nd I could raise a glass of chilled pinot gris in celebration of I Finally Fit Into My Dark Brown Jeans Again Day! HIP HIP HOORAY! I could immerse myself in a festive, party mood for each and every day of my life!
Wouldn’t it be an interesting exercise to designate each day a specific day of appreciation of our own devising? I could commemorate my April 30th as Hooray for Clean Underwear Day. May 1st could be hailed as I Have a Full Tank of Gas in My Miata Day. On May 2nd I could raise a glass of chilled pinot gris in celebration of I Finally Fit Into My Dark Brown Jeans Again Day! HIP HIP HOORAY! I could immerse myself in a festive, party mood for each and every day of my life!
Do you suppose if I habitually observe a specific holiday on each day of my life, I’ll eventually drop the need to identify, and simply enjoy my days?
Now, there’s cause for celebration!
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