Every Year the Dog Gets a Birthday Party

It has been a year of great challenges and big changes.

I’d be lying if I said that everything in our lives is always peaches and butterflies, but of course, it is not.

I’m human just like everyone else, and a leaky one at that.

Being such a challenging year, I’m finding every and any opportunity to spend with my loved ones and celebrate life’s little victories.

 

On October 20th, we celebrated my beloved Milo’s 9th birthday.

Just thinking how fast time has passed and how many years we have spent together seemed like a perfect cause for celebration.

It was a cloudy, windy day, which was perfect because Jordan Lake was empty. We brought cider for mulling, various types of sausages and bread. Of course, it wouldn’t be a party without cake!

Our closest friends came and shared the afternoon with us. Milo ran around with Lucy, got his sweater wet from chasing the waves, and later was so cold that our friend had to huddle him in his sweater. Let’s just say–in dog-child style–Milo and Lucy ended up sleeping in the car while we continued the party.

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We ended the night by huddling around the campfire, mulled cider, and doughnuts. Telling stories and hugging each other for warmth as the most beautiful sunrise broke the cloudy waves and we watched it close the night.

I’ve been so busy checking all the boxes of “career development” and “change” this year, I had forgotten that the best times in life are those when you pause and embrace everything you have built. When you share happiness, a hug, a song, a piece of cake with a friend. When you and others show up to celebrate no matter what the weather.

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Life is fragile and time is a non-renewable resource.

Are you spending your time with the right people? Are you paying attention and channeling your energy into the right places?

My advice–go out into the world and love. No matter what happens, every year, the dog gets a birthday party.

XO,

-Karla

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