“…a time to weep and a time to laugh…” 

This was going to be the first post in the “Dark Side Of Life” series, but I knew those posts were going to be dark, and well, I like happy endings and would like to close the series on an upbeat note. Through the pricks of life, I’m learning that it’s VITAL to step back and C.E.L.E.B.R.A.T.E.  There IS  “…a time to weep”, life is rough, but there are also times to celebrate like nobody’s business!

One of my special take-aways from living in Denver, was that our friends knew how to celebrate! Not that celebrating was completely foreign to me, but I’m criminally casual and they showed me a way to celebrate that made life events a special experience. Actually, to dote a moment longer, they found ways to make a life experience precisely that– an experience.  Sometimes, it was the other way around too; they created an experience to make life.

This is going to be different for everyone, depending on where one is at, BUT, sometimes finding the simple purities in the teeniest of things gives a much-needed break from the rigors of life. Often I’m surprised by the domino effect this can have on my mental state, my attitude; ultimately my heart which then translates to how I interact with others (which typically is more positive) which then continues to feed an upward lift in life. 

This isn’t to suggest that a celebration MUST be with a crowd, but I’m finding that the celebration begins in my heart through gratitude for simple but most crucial provisions; the smile on my sons face and the cheetah fast crawl my daughter takes towards me. Curiously, the innocent celebration will fuel a whopper of a fete!

Heart Check: What microscopic part of life can you find to celebrate today?

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