Describe One of Your Best Days

Posted on May 4, 2026

This is a hard thing to choose the best day ever because I have literally had hundreds of best days throughout my life. From family vacation trips where I got to see so many wonderful places that I never thought possible, to family visits to relatives on both sides of my family. Then, the many trips that I have been a part of with my friends and members of our adult ASD support group. We have been to so many wonderful places and have had so many great adventures together. Then, of course, my volunteering at the Mechanicsburg Museum, which celebrated its 50th year, and the National Civil War Museum, which is celebrating its 25th year. I was at the National Civil War Museum on its first free day of 2026. I have gotten to see so many different places in my life, but I will try to limit myself to name just a few: Ford’s Theater in Washington, D.C., the Smithsonian Institute in D.C., both Antietam and Gettysburg Battlefields, I have been in the Statue of Liberty in New York City, and saw a Broadway Play, and the list of places goes on and on. But now back to what I am trying to write about, I have two very special days I’d like to remember. First, I already wrote a blog post about last year’s Autism Day at Knoebels Amusement Park, where I was supposed to have a photo of myself on a wall of famous people with autism. And I may have also written a blog about receiving my very first advocacy award. But it can’t hurt to write about that very special day once again because that autism advocacy award still has a special spot on my computer desk. But I am now thinking about writing about one of two special birthdays I had, which was either my 64th last year or my 65th birthday this past January.

Both of these birthdays were the two best days in my life. Because with my serious heart disease, “Pulmonary Hypertension,” which I am under a doctor’s care for, each birthday that passes is an accomplishment. It means that I have made it to another year. So, each birthday or even a holiday that I make it to is a gift from God that he is keeping me on this earth and that my work on earth is not yet completed. See, I work in both the autism and disability fields, and a lot of people depend on me, which puts a lot of weight on my shoulders. I love what I do. I do this not for me but for those who will come after me and will take the torch and run with it after I am long gone from this earth to be in the heavenly kingdom of God. But now let me talk about both of these birthdays because they are special in differing ways, yet they are meaningful to me.

With each of these birthdays, I let my friends know about them either on Facebook or through emails with friends or on our adult autism support group website, “Oasis,” about a month or so beforehand. I normally will do a countdown every few days until the actual day of my birthday. My 64th and 65th birthdays started off with well over 60 birthday wishes from many of my friends and family. I also got several text birthday messages from a few other friends and organizations that I am associated with. I try to respond as quickly as possible, and at times, it was hard to keep up with all of the well-wishes. Even a few days after each birthday, I will still get a few more well-wishes on Facebook. My 64th birthday was amazing! On my 64th birthday, I had my wonderful friend, Bobbi, and her son, Mason, who took me out for a birthday lunch at a local pizzeria, and they presented me with very special birthday gifts. If I remember correctly, during the day, I received a text from two other friends of mine that they were taking me out to dinner at a local Hoss’s restaurant, which made my 64th birthday very special. I do not want to forget two other friends from out of town who took me out for a post-birthday meal that weekend, and they also brought birthday gifts. As for my 65th birthday, it started the same way my 64th did. I received many Facebook birthday well-wishes throughout the day. My friend, Chris, joined me for a birthday lunch at a local pizzeria. Then later that evening, I was taken out to a birthday dinner by members of our adult autism support group, and one of the members is a published author who gave me a signed book as a gift.

In conclusion, I have had so many best days in my life from different trips to see so many sites that I never thought I would ever get to see, the many trips in my young life to visit with my family relatives on both sides of my family, award ceremonies, and band concerts in which my three sisters were involved from high school to college. But all of those things were so far in my past that it would have been hard to write about because I do not remember the details of each of these best days in my 65 years of life. I am sure there will be plenty more best days to come in my future, at least I hope so.