I have become…

Today when I was asked, “Do you have Mother’s Day plans?”

I gave a stranger (well, not a full stranger, but a regular face at the store) my unreactive response for the first time.

“I grew up in a religion that didn’t celebrate holidays.”

So for me it’s always been just another day.

No matter, happy early Mother’s Day to all those that celebrate!

I usually keep that tidbit to myself, but in learning myself, I have evolved splendidly. I am thankful to be unbound by the ways and beliefs that do not serve me.

I have become the Woman I needed as a girl.

My family is filled with amazing people and I am surrounded by amazing people.

I have established my own rituals and routines and celebrations of what I find meaningful and what brings me joy.

When I was younger, if I ever shared this with someone, I was always met with the same responses:

“That’s so sad.”

Or

“That couldn’t be me.”

Then it would make me sad that my comment would make another person sad. So I don’t talk about it in general.

Then one day I woke up and said, “WTF.”

My life is not sad. My experiences are not sad. I am not sad.

Outside of the late Richard Simmons, I’m the happiest person I know!

If someone tells me Merry Christmas, I say it back.
If someone tells me Happy Easter, I say it back.
If someone tells me Happy Mother’s day, I say it back.

I have celebrated 0 of these my entire life. Yet it costs me $0 and I lose 0% sleep at night in meeting someone where they are on their journey.

(If someone tells me Happy Halloween, 🎃 I explode into gleeful giddiness. 🎃)

So the conversation today continued that the other Woman and I will both celebrate Mother’s Day by working. 🤣 I have 5 massages scheduled, so that’s groovy.

May everyone who celebrates what they hold dear experience all the peace and blessings and warmth and grooviness.

Hugs, happiness, and Halloween wishes 😂🎃I have become…

Today when I was asked, “Do you have Mother’s Day plans?”

I gave a stranger (well, not a full stranger, but a regular face at the store) my unreactive response for the first time.

“I grew up in a religion that didn’t celebrate holidays.”

So for me it’s always been just another day.

No matter, happy early Mother’s Day to all those that celebrate!

I usually keep that tidbit to myself, but in learning myself, I have evolved splendidly. I am thankful to be unbound by the ways and beliefs that do not serve me.

I have become the Woman I needed as a girl.

My family is filled with amazing people and I am surrounded by amazing people.

I have established my own rituals and routines and celebrations of what I find meaningful and what brings me joy.

When I was younger, if I ever shared this with someone, I was always met with the same responses:

“That’s so sad.”

Or

“That couldn’t be me.”

Then it would make me sad that my comment would make another person sad. So I don’t talk about it in general.

Then one day I woke up and said, “WTF.”

My life is not sad. My experiences are not sad. I am not sad.

Outside of the late Richard Simmons, I’m the happiest person I know!

If someone tells me Merry Christmas, I say it back.
If someone tells me Happy Easter, I say it back.
If someone tells me Happy Mother’s day, I say it back.

I have celebrated 0 of these my entire life. Yet it costs me $0 and I lose 0% sleep at night in meeting someone where they are on their journey.

(If someone tells me Happy Halloween, 🎃 I explode into gleeful giddiness. 🎃)

So the conversation today continued that the other Woman and I will both celebrate Mother’s Day by working. 🤣 I have 5 massages scheduled, so that’s groovy.

May everyone who celebrates what they hold dear experience all the peace and blessings and warmth and grooviness.

Hugs, happiness, and Halloween wishes 😂🎃