life of the party

My Mother has always been the life of a party.  Just last week a letter arrived extolling the virtues of a holiday party that she attended where every room spelled Christmas.  Last friday she attended another party and she and my father (85 years young) both, unfortunately fell down a flight of steps.  I am flying down to help and honor my parents for all the life they have given.  Being one of seven, we have all joined forces to do what each of us can and should do.

Life is a gift and we do need to celebrate every minute.