Today was our annual pumpkin painting party. We’ve been doing this for years just ahead of Halloween. Some new faces joined us this time, and it was a really special day.
I am grateful to be able to honor a household tradition and make new memories. One of my guests is moving out of state, and I feel sad that this may have been her last party for a while.
A new face joined in, and I am feeling such gratitude for the willingness to try something new in the company of my old friends and family. I feel hope and a cautious, wary optimism when I consider the possibilities.
Cheers to the comfortable bliss of tradition as well as the nervous but positive energy of a new beginning. Today, I am happy.