Choosing to remember the happy days

Usually I would be fixated on tomorrow’s date.  April 20th.  The day my mom passed away.  But I have decided to focus on today’s date instead.  April 19th.  The last day I spent time with my wonderful mom.  Sometimes I think we become obsessed with the negative dates and occurrences in our lives, forgetting to celebrate the happy days.  So today I will focus on being happy and thankful for the time I had with my mom and celebrate all of the memories.  That’s what she would have wanted and that’s what I want people to do as well.  Too many times we let negativity take over our lives and forget to be thankful and happy in the moment.  Don’t get me wrong, I still miss my mom and I wish she was here to be part of my life, and to be enjoying hers.  But if nothing else, her early and unexpected departure from this life has taught me to be thankful for every moment that I have.  The good and the bad.  And focus on the good because those are the memories that will take us through the tough times. I have become the person that I am today from all of those good and bad days.  And I am thankful for the person I have become and the life I live.

So tonight, The Husband and I will go out to dinner and celebrate life and happiness.  I will use the gift card that I have been saving for a special occasion.  Because life and happy days should be celebrated.

Official Illinois Driver

Funny, I never thought I would spend my Monday studying to take a written driver’s test. But that is exactly what I did yesterday. Apparently in Illinois you must take a written test before you can get a license even if you already have one. So I found myself cramming and taking practice tests just like I had done 19 years ago. Geeze, have I really been driving for 19 years? It sure doesn’t feel that long. I still remember taking my first written test to get my Learner’s permit. It was the day after my birthday and my mom, my granny, and my aunt took me. I remember taking the test on the computer and according to my granny, I stomped my foot slightly each time I got a question wrong, which apparently wasn’t too often since I passed and drive us all home. I wonder if I stomped my foot slightly when yesterday’s clerk was grading my test and marked my one question wrong?