Celebration—for myself—doesn’t come naturally to me.
If I work towards something and get an outcome worth celebrating, I am thinking, “Well, anyone would have gotten it, so it’s not that big of a deal.”
or
“That was the expected outcome, so why would I celebrate the minimum?”
or
“It’s not really that big of a deal.”
or
“But that other person did it better.”
or
“But I still have all this other stuff to do.”
or
“But I still haven’t accomplished everything I want to do.”
or
“But I could have done it so much better.”
Although I am consciously working on celebrating the small things, or the things that I can have pride in for accomplishing myself, this week the celebration is big: J and I decided to get married!

I guess that evil voice could say, “Well of course you are, you’ve been together for eight years, so of course this is the next step.”

Be gone, evil voice!

Congratulations!!!!! That is exciting news! i wish you the best!
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So happy for you two.
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