Board the plane, hop in the car, buckle up and go. Celebrate those you love.
Over the weekend, we traveled to Dallas, TX and joined hearts with family and life-long friends to celebrate my Mom: she turned 83 years young AND became a Bat Mitzvah and read Torah in public for the first time. This was a beautiful accomplishment and she made herself and me so proud. The celebration continued with a meal, singing, and lifting her on a chair (thanks to four strong men) to dance. My heart was (and still is) so full of love.
When someone you love has a celebration if at all possible, go, attend, join, and enjoy. As we get older, we don’t lose our friends, we find out who our real ones are. Travel to celebrate.
When things are good, celebrate.