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Get Back Up Again: Finding Joy in Both the Valleys & the Mountain Highs

Get Back Up Again: Finding Joy in Both the Valleys & the Mountain Highs

When I hear the word “celebrate” there’s a few things that come to mind; my mother making pancakes before work when I was a child because I did well on an exam, my father secretly telling my aunts about a small accomplishment (at least small to me) because he’s proud, or my best friend sharing a post on Facebook about one of my projects because she’s the best ride or die in the world. Celebration to me means love. Love for myself and what I’ve done or love for someone else and how proud I am to witness their work.