30 Days of Thankful: Day one
I am not a very cheesy, sentimental person. Given by the lack of hugs I give and the fact that I cringe at the thought of someone asking to touch my pregnant belly, you’d think I was such a Grinch. But my heart isn’t made of stone, and I get a little giddy at the holiday season. So every day, I’m going to say something that I’m thankful for. Just a quick little reminder as to why I’m so thankful I’m me and not anyone else in the world.
So that’s what I’m thankful for today. Today I am thankful that I am me. Because Matt probably wouldn’t have married me if I was someone else. And I wouldn’t have Claire, Luca, Mae and baby if I was someone else. I kind of like me, scars and all.
So see, I won’t be so super cheesy. And I won’t post every day. It’ll be a compilation of thoughts. Heck, one day I may be thankful for cheese.
You just never know.
So while I sit here on my couch, listening to Dave Matthews Band on Pandora (the Damien Rice station, yo,) Dancing Nancies is playing and I find that incredibly ironic.
I am who I am, and I’m just fine with that.
Day one, complete.