Rejoice.

I am ashamed of myself.

Today is August 15, 2010.  This is a special day for my family and we forgot.

This is the day we picked up our daughter, Maya, from UMDNJ Hospital and welcomed her into our family.  Or, rather, she welcomed us.

Why or how could we forget?  Because of the chaos surrounding her adoption, which I have already written about.   That’s how I reason this.  Not a great excuse.

How often do we forget those special dates because of outside interferences?  The first time we met?  The first date?  The first time we made love?  The first time we said “I love you”?

Don’t let the craziness of the world get in the way of your joy.  If there is a date that resonates with you, then CELEBRATE it!  You don’t have to have a significant other, or have a child--if this is the day you gave up smoking or drinking, or if this is the day you said to yourself that you would treat yourself better, then rejoice. 

Rejoice.  It’s a pretty cool feeling.