Bold Celebrations

Celebrate. 

Celebrate was the word I chose for 2019. 

I made a list of every big and little holiday, adopted Lou, the Webb Zoo’s version of a Flat Stanley, purchased a journal scrapbook to capture each and every celebration with Lou and started celebrating. 

Then March happened. A challenging situation kicked my butt big time. Lou ended up tossed in a corner and for two months straight the only thing I could think of to put in my journal scrapbook was a big crap emoji. 

My year of celebration was over in just three short months. 

It became a year of rediscovering myself. It became a year of me realizing that I needed to be the same strong woman in a Christian organization that I was in the business world. It became a year of me finding my voice again… the voice that I had lost in church ministry. It became a year of me promising myself that I would never shrink to make others feel good again. And it became a year of bold moves. 

This evening, as I reflect on the last twelve months, I can say without hesitation that it not only has been a year of bold moves, but it truly has been a year worthy of celebration. Each and every moment of this year - the good and the not-so-good - are all worthy of celebration because each of those moments played a part in my personal growth and accomplishments over the last year. 

Celebrate. Bold. Both incredible words that describe my 2019.

What word describes your 2019?