I Dig You, 365
‘Tis the season to be thankful for all that you have. And time to pig out as demonstrated above. I hope everyone has a happy Thanksgiving and takes time to truly reflect on this past year’s blessings.
Dear 365 days,
Thank you for… my unconditionally bonded family and friends… for leading me to a selfless love that seems too good to be true (but lucky for me, it is)… a home that feels like my haven… my career and the work that I produce that in turn produces my pride… old school reunions in Mexico, up in New Jersey, and down in Maryland… the loyal California sun spotlight… this stellar wreck of documentation that allows my writing to flood… the positive flood of communication with my readers… the realization that when something breaks it doesn’t mean that I’m broken… the band, Lifehouse, who I met eight years ago, because I always unravel another piece of life’s meaning from their lyrics… the 365 days of breathing room… the 365 days of special moments (because every moment in this life is special)… the 365 days of opportunities to becoming closer to who I want to be. I’m basically brimming with blessings because of little young you. I dig you, 365. xoxo
P.S.- I’m on the right and Bec’s on the left.