Celebrate life – Ninagracia

I had several pieces of paper tucked away somewhere where no one could find them. Why? They were my little notes or letters I wrote to myself mainly when I was upset, angry or feeling unhappy. At a very young age, I had been accustomed to doing this over some time.

I wrote a short poem on a piece of cardboard of a tissue box when I was feeling down or confused. I wrote myself a letter on a page of my mum’s grocery list because the boy in my class liked another girl. I also wrote myself a letter on the lining of my school bag when I lost my dog. And, I also wrote a letter to Santa to give me a new puppy for Christmas. Big and small events in my life were all written down and hidden away from everybody. It wasn’t a diary. Most of them were accounts of sad, angry, or unhappy feelings.

And, I found it easy to write because these outpour of feelings and emotions were all meaningful imaginations and impressions of real events.

If you notice, some stories will pierce the very core of our hearts because beneath the surface of that imagined event lies a part of the author’s dramatic revelations of their life and experiences that were partly truthful and colourful.

Because writing can be brilliant.

It is a way of sharing our experiences, describing our feelings, and even communicating more complex ideas effectively.

But writing doesn’t have to be all about sadness and unhappiness.

Just because you are unhappy doesn’t mean you can write a beautiful story or a good poem.

Our life is an unfinished novel on its own. Each chapter tells what we have actually lived through.

And our life story will go on a chapter by chapter for many years to come until the writer of our life story writes the final chapter.

There are so many things that are making sense to me now because I got older and that life should be celebrated every single day.

So, do you have a celebratory song? I particularly love the song “I Can See Clearly Now” by Jimmy Cliff. It is a song that I couldn’t wait to play on my MP3 while lying in bed to celebrate a tiny happy event in my life. It was not all about writing, but every event that I think should be celebrated.

I played this song when I finished a chapter on the story I am currently working on.

I listened to this song when we adopted a puppy and when we got a new guinea pig.

I also played this song when I lost 200 grams after weeks of dieting. Well, try to understand, dieting is so HARD, that’s why it’s a celebration. (No food. I just listened to my favourite song. Honestly!).

Let’s celebrate.