Whats with all the parties?

What's with all the parties?

Someone asked me this recently as I had yet again another party at my home.
Here's the thing, for so many years I was so unhappy. I lived this fake life, trying to be someone I wasn't. My ex husband didn't like the way I laughed, it was to loud he said. He didn't like me cursing, he definitely didn't like my friends or me just being me.

So I pretended to be someone he wanted me to be.
I remember dreaming and visualizing the life I wanted when one day I would finally be able to escaped that hell.
I swore that one day when I got out I would have a home and it would be filled with love and laughter. It would be filled with friends and family who would love me for me. I would no longer have to pretend to be someone I was not.

Since my divorce I have had many parties, for every hoilday and for every occasion.
I've had parties for other people, fight parties, superbowl parties, dance parties, karaoke  parties and most recently St. Patties day.

I have a eclectic bunch of friends, Black, White, Spanish, Caribbean, Catholic, Jewish, Buddhist and Christian. I have gay and straight friends, I have friends that smoke and friends that are straight like arrows. To me it doesn't matter as it gives me spice in my life from so many different people.

I love that each person has their own personalities, that they are unique. I love people for who they are inside. I am the queen of mistakes so who am I to judge someone else.

I am finally happy with my life and with myself now and for me that is a cause  for celebration.