My father would have been 81 years old today. I have learned that his death saved my life.
As I talk about in Reclaiming JOY, I didn't think I would make it past 40 myself. I did.
What I have accepted is that all experience - in particular the most painful ones- happen for us, not to us. Experience becomes another one of our teachers when we have the courage to see it as such.
Today I celebrate my father.
I am grateful for the ultimate sacrifice he made. As a result, I was given the chance to stop, look and listen.
To turn my pain into the fuel it takes to choose to live fully, in-JOY, being myself...no matter what.
One of my favorite pictures of us ----in New Orleans after my graduation from Tulane University.
We were smoking cigars, eating great food and laughing...en-JOYing the moment. A gift.
A reminder to stay present for the moments. Jai JOY!