Celebrating.

I’m celebrating a nice win at the casino this weekend.

I’m celebrating being with the love of my life after 15 years of questionable marriage.

I’m celebrating that my favorite holiday is in two days and every single one of us can begin anew.

I’m even celebrating the fact that tomorrow is Monday. I’m ready to conquer it all. And I’m serious. I feel ready for whatever the universe throws my way. 

2019 is ending and while I gained some weight, had more breakdowns than I care to admit, and I didn’t quite meet any of my goals, this is the year I became myself. I found out who I am. And I kinda like her. I kinda like me.

So, I’m also celebrating me. This year I became a fighter. I became someone that is done being manipulated and guilted. I became brave.

And that, my friends, is more than enough reason to celebrate.

Always, always, ALWAYS celebrate yourself.