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Day 3 of the 30 days of gratitude.

As with anyone, sometimes life gets in the way, so my blog is a smidge late, it's only one day, and that's better than two right?  This blog will be short, because (in short), I am grateful for my dad.  Yesterday was his 70th birthday and as I have pointed out before, he always taught me to celebrate the zero years and celebrate he did last night.

For those who read my blog on a more regular basis, you already know that Dad and I take our birthday's more seriously (in a fun way).  My mama never did, she said she didn't like the attention, and that's okay too, and although I can't speak for dad, for me it's not about the attention.  I have spent birthday's alone (when it fell on a weekday) and celebrated the heck out of them, because for me it is about another year.  It's a gift.  As I mentioned yesterday, tomorrow is not guaranteed, so if you're going to be grateful for each day, then why not celebrate the marker of 365/366 days passing.

There is no shame in celebrating your birthday like it is a holiday. 

Until tomorrow...start planning your next celebration. 
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