H is for Happy

H is such a festive letter,

It shows up at most any celebration:

Hurrahs, hilarity, and hysterical,

It’s Hip Hip Hooray,

Huzzahs, and Hullabaloo,

Hoopla, Hearty, Hopeful

And a final Hallelujah.

 

Hush.

I need a holiday-

I’m haggard from all that happiness.

 

What a weekend!  We had the delightful opportunity to celebrate our eldest’s graduation from college with friends and family.  He’s off to make his way in this world.  Mostly, it’s fulfilling to recognize that we have one less “dependent”  upon our tax returns, but of course a few tears for the closing of yet another chapter find their way out late at night.

And then it was on to Mother’s Day celebrations with extended family – what a treat.  Of course, those end in good-byes with people we love so dearly and don’t see nearly enough.  Good-bye embraces aren’t nearly as easy as hello hugs.

Isn’t that how life is? There is a bit of sorrow even on the happiest days, and there is, perhaps more surprising, some happiness to be found even in sadness.  Learning to accept both, and get up and go forward in the only moment you’ve got,  this One, with gratitude and dependence on a Father who offers us hope and peace and a supremely empathetic heart, is the only way I can see doing life.  Thank you Father for not abandoning us in the hard moments and for being the source of all celebration.

 

Us - May 13, 2013

kpeterson    May 13, 2013

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2 Responses to H is for Happy

  1. Annette says:

    One down, two to go! :o)

  2. I got behind on my blog reading. As always, your writing lifts my spirit, encourages me, and spurs me on. You are a blessing.

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