“Celebrate Life!,” graphite pencil drawing, Felecia R. Weber, OntheWingofaDove.com

Life and living…

I have done a lot of thinking about life and living it these days. I am the product of a multi-racial heritage. I often think of each member of my extended family as a patch of fabric all sewn together into one big, colorful blanket, That imagery has always brought comfort and warmth to my heart. With all of the racial tension surrounding us in the media recently, I can’t  help, however, to think about how my own ethnicity has impacted my life.  It seems strange to be writing about such a thing because there are so many facets to it.  I could go on  and on about the subtle events that have taken place in my past that bruised rather than lifted me up.  The things that caused me to be disappointed rather than hopeful.  There are also just as many times that I can remember being able to hold my head high, and to be proud of my accomplishments, despite any negativity that may have threatened to get in the way.

“I am living my life to the beat of my own drum and making my own beautiful music along the way.” Felecia R. Weber

It does sadden me think of how much suffering and strife there is when diversity is condemned rather than celebrated. When it is the cause of so much hatred rather than love.  Although I am hopeful, I realize that there will likely always be some level of discord in our world.  That being said, I take heart in believing that no one lives in vain.  That every individual has worth and has been born for a purpose. Who a person is lies within themselves, not their outward appearance.  Life is a gift, and it is my hope that every life is lived to the fullest.

Carpe diem.

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