Pity Party

The idea was born when one night, I lie awake in bed, thinking of all the things that I left behind and found tears running down my face. I knew that I couldn't take all of my things with me as I moved to a new state but it sure hurt to think of all of those things that I gave up. I decided that I needed to give myself a pity party - a formal pity party. Single Boo loved the idea and joined in planning the pity party.

We wrote down all the things that we left behind from friends to dishes to furniture.



We laughed, danced, sang, blew bubbles, and talked about the things that we are pitying. At times, there was laughter and other times, I felt a sense of sadness and longing still for what used to be but wasn't anymore.





Even the dogs got in on the pity party.


Selah decided to let it all hang out as she pondered over the missed opportunities of eating 10 treats a day from going in and out of the pet door.


Sam decided to have his own private pity party missing Married Boo and his toys that got left behind.


We lit candles on our chocolate cookie dough bites (without any eggs) and so delicious!

We lit our candles ready to ignite and bring to an end, the pity party.





As we watched the flames consume all that we had left behind, I felt re-ignited once again. It felt good to give ourselves the time to take a hard look at the things we often pitied ourselves for. In fact, we've decided that we need to make this the first of many pity parties. Who knows? Maybe will start a trend that others will soon catch hold of. Because when it comes down to it....