What is your favorite holiday? Why is it your favorite?
My favorite holiday…? it’s probably not the champagne-and-confetti kind.
Not the house full of family and friends and the tables full of food kind… although those are precious in their own way too.
It’s more like the you woke up again and get another shot at life kind.
Some days the holiday is big — a new opportunity, a good laugh, a sunset that stops you in your tracks.
Some days it’s tiny — hot coffee, your dog greeting you like you returned from war after taking out the trash, a quiet train ride, clean sheets, peace of mind.
We spend so much time waiting for special occasions that we forget life itself is the occasion.
A random Thursday can become sacred when you’re fully awake for it.
Maybe today doesn’t need fireworks.
Maybe it just needs our attention.
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