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My Journey to a Week of Celebrations

It has been a week of so many celebrations in so many areas. For movie fans, the Oscars took place this past Sunday, for Basketball fans, it was the All Star Week-end festivities, and for me, it was my turn to celebrate the Black History Month ( I was the Master of Ceremony at an event this Saturday).

This is the seventh time I have offered my services as an MC at the same event, and in each year it gets better and better. This year, my good friend Nicolas was performing and, as usual he did his thing and we had loads of fun. But for me, as you all know, the most important thing was....food. I pretended that, as the MC, I was very busy so as to avoid lining up for the food. Needless to say I was among the first ones to eat lol.

By the time I got home on Saturday, I was so exhausted that I woke up at noon on Sunday. Good thing that I had no other engagements for the day, except watching the NBA all star game and the Oscars back and forth. By the time I woke up today, I was ready to go to my workshop at 9 am.

On my way to the workshop, I started thinking about all the festivities of the week-end. The Oscars were celebrating the best in the movie industry, the NBA was celebrating the best in the game, and the whole month of February we are celebrating Black culture and heritage. Isn't that wonderful?

I started dreaming a little bit. How about celebrating every day? Celebrating what? You may ask. Celebrating life itself. In my opinion, life is a miracle. We really don't know what will happen to us tomorrow. How about ten minutes from now? Do you know what will happen to you? It could be something good or bad, but the fact is, we really don't know. Every second that we live is a precious moment. How about celebrating it? It doesn't have to be a big celebration, but I am learning to live my life, experiencing every moment as it comes.

Moral of the story? Do you want to fully celebrate your life? Just have some food and invite me, we will celebrate together.

Always a pleasure

Patrick
The Journeyman
patrick@goalachieverscanada.com
www.goalachieverscanada.com

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