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How To Celebrate Yourself

Celebrate yourself and throw your own parties. Seriously. I’ve done it and it feels good. Too many of us wait until we “arrive” to what we’ve worked for and towards before we celebrate, only to briefly pause and go towards the next fleeting accomplishment or accolade. Why not celebrate yourself and where you are right now? No matter how minor or major your moves, you should be proud of yourself. For example, I’m single and making the choice to enjoy it and working on building my life in another direction. I don’t want to get married anymore and I’m not wasting the remainder of my 20s, future 30s and so forth waiting or praying for a husband to come along that may never come along. I’m living my life how I want to live it. That’s worthy of a celebration. I know other people who are starting new careers, relocating to new cities/states/countries, settling down, breaking up, and rebuilding their lives after major losses and tragedies. And all those things are worthy of celebration. How does one  celebrate one’s self? I thought you’d never ask…
·         Enjoy Where You Are – If you pause for a moment and think about how far you’ve come to where you are now, I bet you can find many things to be grateful for. You’ve likely progressed and may not notice it because you’ve been busy going for all of what’s ahead of you or comparing yourself to what everyone else is doing. If so, stop, and be abundantly grateful for where you are and just coast.
·         Do You – I do me. Meaning, I do my own thing and not what anyone else tells me I should be doing or what they want me to do with my life. I know what makes me happy and what doesn’t. I don’t need or want what anyone else has in their life for mine to be fulfilled. I believe a lot of people struggle with this because they think their lives are not as "together" as those around them. Who cares what everyone else is doing? I don't. At least not anymore. I used to get really upset when I saw and watched other girls I knew getting engaged and married even though I essentially spent almost my whole life up until now doing things the "Christian" way. I'm still a Christian, however, my many years of being naive and what I was told to do and believe, had me thinking that wearing a promise ring, staying pure for a husband, not going to bars or clubs, secular concerts, and keeping things Jesus-friendly meant I’d get married too. Now, my beliefs have shifted and I see how those things are not promised even if you do approach things the Christian way. Don’t be afraid to evolve or even question things you’ve been told you should do or have. After all, your life could go in a direction you never considered exploring.
·         Go For It – Celebrate yourself and celebrate your accomplishments. Stop waiting until things are just right (they’ll never be perfectly right) and just throw yourself a party. I’m beginning to celebrate myself as much as I can and no longer waiting for anyone else to do so or affirm me. I can affirm myself and so can you! You’re worth it. What are you waiting for?





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