Celebration.

Celebration – we all know what it means and we all find excuses to celebrate – or do we?

I think that there is a danger as we trek through life that the moments of celebration grow fewer and fewer, we search for excuses to celebrate. There is nothing wrong with this, of course, we have always done it. An excuse to have a party, open that special bottle of champagne, go out for a meal, treat ourselves to new clothing or ‘toys’ (men?).

But do we get complacent? How many birthdays can we celebrate? That new job?- as we get older the new jobs come few and far between …. as do the promotions, the pay rises, the accolades.

……. and what of the style of celebration? If our team wins the world cup do we celebrate in the same way as when our first grandchild is born? Do we ‘mature’ our celebrations to acknowledge the type of celebration. A quiet birthday meal with the love of our lives may be all we need for the annual event, unlike the 21st, where we had to dutifully get smashed as everyone ( and there seemed to be a cast of thousands) bought a drink that we had to down – rather like an initiation.

There’s nothing like a good party whatever one’s age – and not all parties need to include the downing of copious and amounts of alcohol.

party

As life rolls on and age creeps up, not to mention illness and the worries of a changing life it inevitably forces one to ask the question “What is worth celebrating?”

I would suggest that many things are worth celebrating. Many of these things may not be what we would have celebrated 50 years ago, 20 years ago or even 10 years ago, but life changes and one’s perspectives on life changes with it.

Celebrate the sunshine, celebrate loving relationships, celebrate the cuddles from your dogs. Some celebrations will mean more than others – that is inevitable – but a good day is as good an excuse as any to celebrate.

I will now go and pour the wine for my lovely wife and I as ‘cocktail hour’ approaches and we celebrate the evening ahead.

wine

ackowledge

About dallanWA

Born post war Britain 1947, educated in UK, Masters degree in Education from University of Nottingham. Worked as an Educator and Manager UK, USA, Hong Kong. Lived in UK, USA, Hong Kong, Thailand, and now in Western Australia
This entry was posted in age, futures, life, love and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s