I started a great 4 day weekend Thursday nite at my first book signing in NYC at the B&N Greenwich Village. Fabulous event! I was very excited to share my story, read from my book, and meet some great new people! And even saw an old friend I hadn't seen in 20 years. Hopefully I inspired those that graciously came out to listen to me speak.
The weather here in NY was great the whole weekend. My husband and I took the pug and went to a nearby walktrail, so peaceful and fun. And on Saturday nite from 8-12pm AOL ran a recent interview I did for AOL Health! I discussed my book, what it was like being a 25 year old widow and then diagnosed with cancer at 31. And of course how I found love again! If you missed it you can check out the interview here.
On Sunday we celebrated our 6th anniversary and my 8th year as a cancer survivor! We just spent a quiet day together at home and enjoyed the great weather, got outside for awhile and then I cooked dinner at home. But strangely all day I felt as though I should be doing something more. A bigger celebration, going somewhere, being more fancy. Even though I was perfectly content with a quiet day. Just being with him was nice. Cause isn't it just about the moments? I don't know why I felt an empty spot or a nagging to do something more.
How do you celebrate special days? If you celebrate quietly do you ever feel as if it is not enough?