|Marin at 2 years|
But between the 350th blog post and my recent post about commitment, it has me thinking a bit about anniversaries, and specifically, the coming - and going - of a gluten-free anniversary. Earlier this month I passed the 4-year mark, and you know what? I didn't even realize it. In fact, neither Kelli nor I could remember exactly when it was. When I talked to her earlier this morning about today's topic, her response was, "Some time in January..."
Do you remember a defining moment when you went gluten-free? Do you divide your life into before-gluten-free and after? And if so, do you revisit that moment, once per year, each time it comes back up on the calendar, like an anniversary?
I completely missed my gluten-free anniversary this year (though that's a heck of a lot better than missing my wedding anniversary, or one of my daughter's birthdays...). It's a telling oversight.
|Charlotte at 6 months|
We are living a new life, and a great life. You might say, Well isn't that a reason to celebrate once per year? To rejoice in the gluten-free switch? Maybe. But I also might say back to you, I do that every day. I don't need to pause on one single day each year to reflect on the change to gluten-free. I live that change every day. Each day of my gluten-free life - complete with good health and vitality and delicious food - is a recurring celebration of my gluten-free anniversary.
This is the way it should be, I think. Our romantic relationships are the same way. Don't wait for an anniversary, or Valentine's Day (coming in less than two weeks, any lovebirds out there!), to tell or show that special someone how much you love them. Do it every day.
So, come to think of it, I do remember when my gluten-free anniversary is. It was yesterday, and today, and tomorrow.