Above is a picture of my wife at her baby shower, celebrating the impending arrival of our first child.
Her mom hosted the celebration in her lovely home. Great food. Fun baby gifts. Happy people. (They even let me attend!)
Later in the afternoon, I turned on the World Cup match. People in the stands were going crazy, celebrating the idea of nations coming together, kicking a ball around the grass.
When night fell, and my father-in-law and I were shooting a few games of pool, we could hear the popping of fireworks in the distance. I assume it was a celebration for the high school students who graduated earlier in the day.
Celebrations all around. As it should be…
For life is to be celebrated.
Even if you have no good reason…