Yesterday was my blogiversary. This week there will be a few birthdays to celebrate. And tomorrow is the US’s Independence Day.
All this celebrating made me wonder a few things about celebrations:
Most of the special days aren’t celebrated on the actual day the event occurred. We celebrate them when we do for the convenience of making a long weekend. How did we let this happen?
If you turn TV on — Presidents’ Day and Valentine’s Day and St. Patrick’s Day and Christmas and… are about buying stuff and more stuff. How did celebrating become equated with buying a new car or dining room set?
Celebrations are often cause for trashing our budgets, the environment and our health. The twenty-first birthday (and most that follow) are cause to go out and get drunk. If we’re not loading ourselves up with alcohol then we are loading ourselves up with sugar — birthday cakes, Christmas cookies, Valentine chocolates. How many people celebrate by taking a hike in nature?
Don’t get me wrong I love getting presents and eating sweet treats and occasionally having a glass of wine. But what I wonder is why do we load all this up on a few special days? It’s like watching a couple fight everyday and then they go out to celebrate their wedding anniversary. Why not celebrate each other’s love every single day?
I did not announce my blogiversary yesterday because I already felt celebrated. Each person who pushed the “like” button or left a comment or reblogged me or wonders of all wonders those who have chosen to “follow” me for the last — now 366 days — have celebrated my life and words and photos with me every day so I did not feel the need to pause for a day — I just wanted to keep celebrating with you. Thank you.
I celebrated my day yesterday as I do almost everyday — with Nature. I enjoyed the wind and rain and sun and the waxing crescent moon and the fireflies that lit up my backyard. As I do everyday — I look forward to sharing a few of those moments with you. While trying to take a picture of a pretty bug (and being voraciously attacked by mosquitoes) there was a loud thrumming noise next to my leg. I looked down and there was a ruby-throated hummingbird millimeters from my leg. Not my best photo but my first photo of a hummingbird followed.
Thank you for taking a moment to share my blogiversary celebration with me. For those who like data and statistics and competition — here are a few of my blog facts (as of the typing of this post). I’ve turned it into a bit of a scavenger hunt to other people’s blogs and a few of my posts.
My first follower was Guess Who?
Besides my home country of the US, of the 49 countries that have visited my site, the top three are (drum roll please): Ireland, Canada, and the United Kingdom.
The first comment I received was: “I wish you all the best — you deserve it!”
My last comment I received was: “I have to wait for more people to die first.” Have fun finding the posts these were from.
I hope you celebrate today what has filled your heart with love. Thank you for all your love and support. What is your favorite way to celebrate?