Reminds me it’s Survival Day.
Some know this day as my birthday, but I consider it my survival day. This day in 1982 was very close to being the last for both my mother and I. Well, the first and last for me. Somehow, I got lucky and I have an awesome mom to call on when I need a pick-me-up, art advice or a laugh. I’m pretty good about staying positive, but sometimes I forget how lucky I am. As most people do, I get sidetracked by life stresses and don’t always remember. That ultimate life-or-death situation hit me right off the bat. When I put that into perspective, it makes me realize that I should be able to take on pretty much anything and that I am extremely lucky. Not just because we survived, but that I overcame so many obstacles to become the person I am today.
So, here it was, the day I had been trying to forget and was hoping others would forget as well. Then, in came another message from the universe. This time in the form of a double rainbow. Everyone knows I have a thing with good luck symbols and here I was, gifted with an ultimate good luck symbol over the city I love. Then I remembered, this isn’t a birthday, it’s Survival Day. Yeah, I know a lot of other people saw it, but I’m taking it as a personal gift.