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{visit graphic image here}We had the extreme pleasure in September of last year to do a feature + give away with Graphic Image. They gave away a generous Italian leather dictionary and thesaurus set. Miss K and I considered many times entering to try to win ourselves, after all they are our favorite books and well we kind of deserve them, no? Alas, we didn’t play and the lucky winner was Miss Melissa of Melissa Loves. We hope that Melissa loves both Graphic Image and us now too.
I received an email yesterday from our friends at Graphic Image wanting to let all of you know that they are having their annual huge Winter sale. How huge? Many of their products are half off, calendars up to 75% off. How does that sound? Huge? Yes, agreed. It gets better for U.S. Bright Side Project readers you will also get FREE ground shipping for the month of February (code is brightside)! I say stock up now and have gifts galore for the rest of the year. Graphic Image is my go-to gift company for both work and personal (I was introduced to them by an uber chic NYC editor). The collections are finely made, the colors are on trend (but they still carry classics), they personalize, their prices are right and the present always comes off as thoughtful and never pretentious. When I asked them if there was anything in particular they wanted me to mention in their feature they answered, “We really just want your honest thoughts and opinions on the collections.” Well that’s easy enough. I could have written this in my sleep, they are one of my favorite companies. I love them. I want to marry them.
Graphic Image being the fabulous company that they are was also game to spread some more sunshine! Since their collection is perfectly in line with the ‘We love hue’ theme and I am obviously playing favorites (but I didn’t think you would mind) they are doing another giveaway but this time there will be TWO winners. Think of it as our early valentine’s to you.
There are so many days that come to mind. I think I’d have to pick one of days that my children were born on.
One day? Either a day that my children were born, or my wedding day, or…there are so many. Life has been good.
Just ONE day? I think I’d choose my first Xmas, as I do not remember anything and it could be funny to see all so young and even more important see EVERYBODY :’)
I would re-live the day that I interviewed with and received a job offer from my current employer. Overall, it wasn’t a great day — I was very ill; the weather was hot and humid; my hair looked awful; and I almost didn’t find the office building. But thanks to that interview, I was able to move to a new and exciting country and to finally live with my long-distance partner of many years. It’s funny how, despite a lot of less-than-ideal circumstances, pieces can still fall into place and turn into something wonderful!
I’d have to go back to the day my fiance proposed. I was so surprised and happy! But I’d also like to go back and perhaps be a little more articulate. :)
Back in the early 70’s I rode the bus to school and sat with the same girl all the time. One day she wasn’t feeling well, and I could tell she was scared. We lived in England, and went to school on a US Base, so our bus ride was an hour each way. I dont remember much of my life back then, but I will always remember this one day, and wish I could go back …. My girlfriend got off the bus, and was walking slow. She didn’t feel well, and reached for my arm. I hurried away pretending I didn’t want to be late for class. I saw her desperate look wanting a friend beside her. I glanced back and saw her bent down throwing up. I kept walking. At the end of the day when we were getting on the bus, She looked right into my eyes and said. I needed a friend. and then sat down at the seat across from me. I was devastated. I turned bright red, . I was young and didn’t have the skills to say Im so sorry, or ask how she was feeling, or admit I should of stayed with her because she was sick. I just sat there on the bus with my eyes down. I so wish I could of been there for her. I so wish I had said Im sorry.
I’d go back for a fun date with my husband before we were married. We still have fun now, but things were a little more carefree then.
Like a couple of the other participants, going back to one one of my children’s day of birth would be awesome, but I can’t choose which birth and would feel terrible for the un-chosen one. So, I’m going to be selfish. I would go back to the day that I landed my first Broadway show…before husband & children. I was 19 and I don’t think that I had a single clue as to what was in store. Talk about exciting… Even George Benson’s On Broadway was playing on the radio that fateful day! Life was so full of possibility. I would love to experience that confidence & excitement all over again. This time, I would hold it close and let my boys see a side of me I miss.
The day I chose my A Level subjects, I would go back and not get shoved into sciences when I wrote down that I wanted to do art and photography.
I would go back to June 22, 2008. That was the day before my daddy died. His death was very sudden, he was not sick at all. A blood clot hit his heart. That day he wasn’t feeling to great. His wrist was hurting and he had a bit of indigestion but said he was fine. My mama wanted to call an ambulance but he would not let her. When he finally agreed to go to the hospital he said he would only go if my mama drove him, not in an ambulance. They got about half a mile from their house and the blood clot hit, and it was too late. Mama pulled into someone’s yard and they called 911. After 5 shocks the EMT’s got his heart rate back but it was too late his brain was gone. He died about 2 the next afternoon. Believe me niether mama or daddy knew what was going on, and I wasn’t at their house. I would go back and tell my daddy to not be so stubborn, and maybe he would still be here. My mama blames herself , but she didn’t know because he didn’t have any normal symptoms. Daddy’s wrist was hurting, but he had arthritis in his wrist and he told it that was what was hurting. I would give anything in the world to change that day.
I have four children (two are step) so picking a birth day is impossible (plus, while the results were wonderous, the days were not). My wedding day involved a lot of waiting (and I hate waiting).
But I remember one Fourth of July, where I sat their on the hood of our car all wrapped up in a blanket and nothing (and I mean nothing) was beyond my belief. All those lights in the sky just seemed to say that magic was out there, that people were good and that I could pick a dream and have it.
That is a day I would relive (and have my family see so they could have that memory sitting in their heads when times got rough).
My first thought was the day my child was born, but then when i really thought about it, would i really want to relive that? It was long and very painful (no drugs where I’m from) and so the answer is a big fat no way!!! However, the day after my son was born I’d love to go back and have that day again. I remember being so happy and so terrified! I thought I was going to break him…so I wish I could have that day again without the fear.
There’s been a few of these through the years, but they are far in between, a handful really, but any of them would do — a day by the beach when my whole entire family is together, just hanging out. The last one, last fall, was particularly sweet as all of the younger children were there (going back a few years, some had not been born yet), and it was in celebration of my birthday, so that was fun! I would love to have that day happen again!
I’d relive the first time I flew to California to visit a friend. I had the longest day ever before flying out at night because I had to put in a full 8 hours at work, was up super early… and should’ve been tired and crabby, but all day long I had a permanent smile on my face. I was excited, but so nervous because I hadn’t seen him in months since living back in the Midwest and the trip was completely random. I had butterflies the whole flight, but the moment I saw him I was calm… I ended up falling for him that trip!
The day of my first kiss! It was magic, full of snow, romantic… and I was too agitated to completely enjoy it!
I would like to re-live the day I met my husband. He always tells me that he fell instantly in love, but i was too distracted to notice. It would be fun to see the look on his face while trying to ask me out, since I didn’t pay much attencion at the time! Poor guy!
Not a specific date, but one of the Christmas Eve’s when our entire family still got together. We’re all spread out now and older with kids who don’t always want to travel…we haven’t had a Christmas like that in a long time.
I would like to relive the day I met my hsuband. I would love to remember every detail of that special day that changed my life. Between the two of us we remember most of it, but there are some details that are a little fuzzy that I would love to recapture.
If I could relive one day, it would be a day in May, 2000. My best friend and I visited Paris, where my daughter was studying for the semester. It was a beautiful day in the middle of our unseasonably cold trip. We walked the Champs d’Elysees and had lunch at an outdoor sidewalk cafe. We had strangers take our picture in front of the Arche de Triomphe and met my daughter for dinner at a French Quarter bistro. I brought her a bunch of sunflowers, her favorite, and watched her walk away after dinner wondering how my little girl could have grown into this fearless and adventurous young woman.
as cliche as it may be, my wedding day. We were in a gorgeous place, with perfect weather, on vacation, everyone was in a good mood, I had the love of my life with me, my family, my friends, and it was just a great day.
I would love to relive one of the days of my honeymoon. It was the happiest week of my life, and my husband and I loved every second of our trip to Disney. It was so perfect that I wouldn’t change a thing, but I would love to have another chance to enjoy the perfect weather and constant lovey-dovey eyes of my husband!
The day I found out that I got a fellowship to go to grad school. I have a lot of school debt from my undergrad (well over the national average). My parents were upset when I changed my major from nursing to communication, and even more worried when I told them that I wanted to go to grad school to get my PhD. I kept on telling them that it’d be okay, but they didn’t believe me…until that day when I received the email from the Director of Graduate Studies. Not only did they want me to come to their program, but they wanted to give me free tuition, health insurance, and a couple extra thousand a year on top of the regular TA stipend. I ran around and danced by myself in my apartment for at least 30 minutes. I can’t remember the last time I was so excited, this was something that I worked for–it was something I actually did for me.
Now, that I’m here and it’s easy to get overwhelmed with all the work I have to do, it’d be really nice to relive that one day to remember how I hard I worked to get in, and how much I owe it to myself to work hard to get out.
I would pick December 26th, 2009. Yes, I know it was recent but it was wonderful. My husband and I finally had a chance to take our 4 boys on a real vacation to Disney World. I was afraid it would be cheesy. I was afraid of them fighting and whining and the older two would want to go off on their own. None of that happened. It was just bliss. The six of us enjoying ourselves and seeing such delight in everyone’s face. Simply fantastic.
It was President’s Day 1999. It was perfect. I can’t tell you why. It is a secret.
I’d like to relive the day I finished grad school – it was a great feeling to know that I’d completed that part of my life and that I was moving on to new things.
I dont think any day would be worth giving up a lifetime for
i suppose one of my christmas party days this past christmas. Decemeber was beautiful – it had perfect snow, and i had many friends and loved ones around. Plus.. christmas time!
If I had a magic datebook…I wouldn’t want to go back. For me, forward is the direction.
Any day in the summer between my Freshman and Sophmore years of high school. I was having fun, care free, spending every day as if it were my last, learning who I was…I wish I could get that amazing feeling back!
if I could re-live one day, it would be my graduation from college. I didn’t get to say goodbye to people like I wanted to, and I also wasn’t good as accepting compliments. my family was so proud of me (in fact my grandparents came down from Maine to see the ceremony in PA) and I should have soaked it in more!
Wow, just one day. This is one of the hardest questions to answer. I can’t think of just one day. However, being able to relive weekends spent at my grandparents house as a child, that would rock.
I’d like to relive my wedding day. I know it sounds obvious, but being my second marriage, I know that wedding days are not always this magical. We went away to Hawaii to get married just the two of us. We had planned to be married on a particular beach, but on our wedding day it was raining there…and all over the Island. I chose the date because it’s my grandparent’s anniversary, so I didn’t wait to wait a day for the weather. I was a bit panicky, but the extremely understanding minister drove all around the Island to find us a place that was clear. He called a little while later saying he found a spot. When we got there, it was perfect. I could swear there were fireworks and stars all around us, but really it was residual raindrops twinkling in the sunshine. I was very swept up in the moment: the beach, the breeze, the tropical plants glistening, the sun, the love. I would like to be in that moment again.
I love how in the play Our Town, when Emily Webb is posed with this choice, she decides to pick an ordinary day. Her point being that on those days no one pays attention to the small details. She chooses her 12th birthday, and it is wonderful and horrible to relive. She misses everyone, and realizes how asleep she has been to all of the stunning details around the people she loves.
I would have to take a page from her playbook, and choose a date when my brother and sister and I were young. When we could get into huge wrestling matches, run all around the house, were small enough to hide ourselves well, thought nothing of writing poems and singing, my parents were younger, and I had some sort of art lesson or dance class. I would like that a lot, and I would whisper such details and tips into my young girl ears.
I could say the day that I met my husband, our wedding day, or the birth of our first child, because all of those days are beyond important and memorable, but I wouldn’t be able to pick between them. So, I would have to say that I would love to relive my 13th birthday, because it is the day that my mom gave me my first diary. That diary changed my life, because from my random notes to full on rantings, I realized that one day (when I was a big girl) I wanted to be a writer. Here I am many years later and my dream career is a reality!
This was a tough one because I instantly thought of our wedding- which was absolutely amazing and wonderful. But I think if I could relive one day, it would have to be a day camping with my husband. I love when it’s just the two of us, out in nature. No cell phones, tv, or internet. Just us- enjoying each other’s company.
I’d like to go back to the day I met my husband. It’s all a blur now, but I remember having the best night and thinking that I hope I get to see this person again. Luckily, I now see him everyday, but I’d love to relive that night.
If I could relive just one day, I’d make it the day I met the love of my life. That was about eight years ago, and we’re still together, and I hope we’ll be together forever.
A couple years ago my friend called to tell me he had HIV. I would go back to that day so I could jump into my car and drive 12 hours to be there to give him a hug and tell him that I love him and will do anything he needs. He didn’t have HIV, but I didn’t find that out until after the cancer he did have had already destroyed his body and the morphine had taken a large part of his mind. I was there to tell him I love him before he died, but I should have been there sooner.
Oh my, that’s a hard one. I think that I would like to relive one of the days that boyfriend and I spent in NYC. Probably the day that we spent going to the museums and walking around Central Park. We had an absolute blast. In the Museum of Natural History we were like 2 kids in a candy shop running around. Then in the MET, we spent our time looking at stuff that we had no clue about and pretending we were art experts. It was one of those perfect days when there wasn’t a care in the world and you were just there to have fun with each other.
hmm.. the day I met my husband :)
…when he asked me to marry him. It was entirely unexpected and I cannot even begin to explain the mix of emotions that went through me. We have had many special moments in our nine year relationship. It is but a fond memory now and to appreciate it, I could only relive that day to truly absorb the beauty and magic of that moment.
A magic date book, could send me back to December 11 or 12, 2002. We had just moved to Arizona, and I was missing snow, winter, WEATHER… more than you can imagine. I’d cry everytime a commercial would come on that had snow in it! I was pitiful. And my husband, trying to cheer me up, surprised me with a trip to the Grand Canyon. It snowed 8 inches while we were there…. and was something out of a fairytale. Deer walk quietly among the cabins where we were staying… the quietness of the canyon… amazing!
It’s corny but I’d go back to my wedding day. I have a very clear sense of the blissful haze I was in that day but the moments all seem to run together – I wish I could remember who I spoke to & what was said. And there were some very special people there that are gone now. There have been many days that I’ve been happy with my husband but no other day that we were so surrounded in love & shared in our joy with our friends & family so fully.
The day I was born, because that’s where everything (well, at least for me) started, and I can’t remember it, however hard I try… Would I know about it, though, if I happened to relive it?
I’d go back to the day my grandfather died in our home…He was dying a painful death from cancer and I was home from college. I had to go to work that day and what I wouldn’t give to have been there with him to hold his hand, lay in bed with him and swap silly stories and share laughs.
I would relive my sons birth. I wanted a natural labor but ended up in a csection, which really made me feel like I failed. I would go back, knowing that it wasn’t that bad, and that I got a healthy baby boy, which is more than I could ever ask for.
The day I graduated from college…so emotional, and it made me so proud!
A day from when I was eight, and my family was vacationing at a little log cabin on a lake in northern Wisconsin. It was sunny all week, and my sister and I roamed about outside constantly. We had a little rowboat that only my dad could row, and we rowed to a bald eagle’s nest across the lake. It was so silent that we could hear every bird for miles; even the sounds of the people across the lake were muffled. There was a tiny island in the middle of the lake that we never went to; it was a magic island that I could become ruler of.
The day I said yes to dating that loser — for what turned out to be two years of dating that loser. So if I could relive that one day and say NO to that date, I’d actually get 730 days back! I’d be truly amazingly grateful for that.
This one is easy! The best day of my life was the day I met my daughter for the first time. It was a beautiful (and very hot!) day in Vietnam. I had just taken a long, bumpy bus ride through the cities, towns, and rice fields near Hanoi to arrive at my daughter’s orphanage. After a very stressful over-2-year journey to become a mom, I just couldn’t believe I was standing there. While I waited for her nanny to bring her out, I tried my best to soak everything in and remember as many details as I could. And when the nanny did come out with my daughter in her arms, it was literally the happiest moment in my life (up until that point … every day with her just gets better and better, now!).
I have a picture of that first moment that I met my little girl, and I look at it every day. I can see the joy, the stress, the excitement, and the relief in my face, and I often wish i could go back and experience that overwhelming emotion again. http://www.flickr.com/photos/vietnamladd/869949636/ (I am in the process of adopting my second daughter from Ethiopia … so maybe I will experience these emotions again sometime soon!!)
I don’t know what the date was but I’d love to redo my college major (it’s been 20 years) – I wish I’d been brave enough to choose something I loved vs something my parents wanted. I have never been brave about “follow your bliss” type choices…but it’s never too late, yes?