Lent is one of my favorite times of year. Please know, I felt weird typing that. Lent, a time in the Catholic Church designed for self sacrifice and quiet repentance is not technically something to be enjoyed. It begins with literally putting ashes on your forehead, so it isn’t exactly a party. However, growing up in a very Catholic household it strangely, but rapidly, became something I looked forward to. Continue reading “Lent – A Season of Joyful Memories”
Dear Negative Nancy,
It should probably come as no surprise to anyone reading this that I am a generally happy person. My blog is title Spread a Little Sunshine, after all. I love joy. My default setting is “pleasant, with a touch of hopefulness.” I know not everyone can be this way. I know that some people aren’t morning people. I know that when I walk in the door at work and in my singsongy voice say “Good morning!” (or, if I’m really feeling happy, “Good morning fellow Americans!”) all you see is this:
I remember, vaguely, a time in which my wonderful old college friends and I were relaxing on a Sunday, sitting around the couch and talking about our friendship. We started going around in a circle, trying to find one word to describe each of us. While this activity was totally Seventh Heaven of us, it was actually very fun, and one of my dearest memories (despite the fact that I can’t remember when this was or why we started!) One of the words that came up to describe me was “festive.” I laughed, but boy, did they hit the nail on the head. I am incredibly festive. If I am completely honest with myself, my favorite holiday is whatever one is currently being represented by the dollar section of Target.