Today, I am finding it hard to write... hard to think about what makes me happy and/or share a piece of myself. However, I do believe that pushing through and finding that piece to share is important. It may not matter that much, but it is what I can do.

Today is May Day. My kids (if they would have been healthy today and thus going to school) would be walking the streets of their school's neighborhood and handing out May baskets.

I looked up the origins of May Day and there is nothing all that exciting or particularly interesting about this holiday as some traditions do May Baskets and some dance around the May pole. There is not some original story about a guy who blessed his neighbors with gifts on May first, it really just has to do with spring and the fact that we are 1/4 through the year. Although I wish there was some food associated with this holiday because I would definitely cook it tonight.

Yet, I would submit that May Day has its positive elements. The idea of blessing one's neighbors (anonymously) somehow brings a smile to my face.

I remember when I was little, we would bake up batches of cookies. Then, we would put them on little dixie paper plates and wrap the tops with saran wrap. My mom would have us walk across the street to our neighbor's house and we'd put the plate on her step and ring the doorbell. Of course, I'm not sure why we thought that our little legs could carry us all the way back to our home without being noticed, but we still tried to be anonymous.

To be honest, with the flu at our house (not swine flu- just regular ol' throw up- feel like crap flu), I'm not sure I will do any of these things. It is possibly much more safe to wish (as Sheletta says) ya'll a happy May Day.

May you have blessings today as we move toward summer together.

*cheers* (note the coffee in my cup at 7:20 in the morning :)