My Best Days

I've been reading this blog of this couple who lost their child about a month ago. She was only 17 months or so and while she's had some issues because she was a preemie, no one expected her death. They are, of course, having a terrible time and every day is a struggle.

The dad just posted about his best days and how we don't spend enough time thinking about our best days. I couldn't agree more.

My best day ever, of course, was the day that Courtney was born. I'll never forget that day, or the day leading up to it. I can't believe it was 6 months ago (but more on that on the 20th).

My second best day was the day I married Paul. It's hard to imagine that was almost 2 years ago. On some levels it seems like only yesterday and on others it seems like a life time ago.

Other best days:

• The day I got laid off from AutoTrader. I never would have quit ATC on my own and I would have missed out on spending all this time with Courtney.
• Riding across Montana and Europe with my dad - despite the weather.
  
• Spending a week in England with my mom when I was 13.
• The 2 weeks Paul and I spent in Tahiti.
• The day I got Hunter.
  
• The summer I was 16 and got my drivers license, despite the fact that I was grounded all summer for being a twit.
  
• The semester I spent in Florence.
  

I'm sure there are more but I think it's important not to forget our best days. Life is so fragile, we never know when our best days are overshadowed by the bad.