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I'm celebrating...

from Discover. Play. Build. with Ruth Ayres


I'm celebrating survival.
I'm celebrating success. 
I'm celebrating just being and that being is enough.
I'm celebrating laughter through tears.
I'm celebrating that lightbulb moment finally coming after so many moments of being lost.
I'm celebrating authentic friends.
I'm celebrating grace and goodness in the midst of mean words and attacks.

I'm celebrating amazing students!
I'm celebrating true friends!
I'm celebrating wonderful family!

How about you? What are you celebrating today?

Comments

  1. I don't know if the mean words and attacks were toward you or a student, but I went through a smiler thing a month ago. Words can be so hurtful but it looks like you are persevering through grace and goodness. Good for you!

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    1. Thanks Leigh Anne for your kind words! Hoping your situation has improved!

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  2. You have made the choice to celebrate and your life will be richer because of it. Family and friends can get you through tough times.

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  3. Love the optimism in this slice and the grace and goodness that will see you through

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    1. I'm glad you saw optimism. My dad always taught me the importance of having a positive attitude! I appreciate your kind words! :)

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  4. I am glad you found things to celebrate in the midst of what sounds like a tough week. I hope you are okay and that you will continue to draw strength from those amazing students, true friends, and wonderful family members.

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    1. Thanks, Andrea! Focusing on the good things (like your comment) and friends and family helps so much!

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  5. I'm celebrating resonates the daily, positve choices you have made and chosen to focus on. Celebrating authentic friends is awesome and so wonderful!

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  6. I'm celebrating that these posts celebrate the positive even when the going is tough for some.

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  7. I liked this style of poetry with a patterned beginning. The different celebrations sparked celebrations in my own mind! Have another great week.

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  8. My motto is really "Optimism overcomes obstacles." But three weeks ago I was MAD! Then I heard this quote, "Staying mad at someone and letting it get to you is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die." I'm only human, and optimism doesn't always work, but poison stinks. So I let it go - until it happens again. I will then address it before I boil over! Thanks for leading me to your blog again, Michelle - it's been awhile! Great job with the #litjourneys chat, as always. The group flourishes under your leadership! :-D Have an excellent week ahead.

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