Today would have been my parents’ 51st anniversary. In their honor, I’ve decided it’s the perfect day to celebrate life. In the midst of all the uncertainty in the air with quarantines and viruses and murder hornets, there’s still the opportunity to celebrate the victories.

I woke up today. That’s a big one.

I’m almost ready to publish my next series even though the first novel for that isn’t due until October 16.

My kids are well and healthy and amazing human beings.

My puppy will finally be getting groomed next Tuesday as we emerge from our cocoons to the new normal.

My parents weren’t perfect—no one is—but they loved each other and they loved us. That’s better than a lot of kids have growing up. I’ve been blessed.

Yes… I have been blessed.

And every day that I have on this Earth, I’m going to celebrate. May you have reasons… or find them, even if you think you don’t…to celebrate life.

Xoxo
Carlie