I can’t explain the energy in the air on Saturday - I’m still basking in gratitude for everyone who showed up in pink and celebrated with me 💝🧁🥹🌸 I’ll given a little recap on the speech I gave: Two years ago when we had this pink party, it was a celebration of a really acute event. I just finished a year of treatment and I wanted to do something all out, and over the top, to celebrate that. It was also way of thinking those that had cooked meals for my family or friends who helped me pick out my outfits for chemo. Everyone gathered in pink, danced, laughed, got sweaty, there were fireworks, late night swimming in dresses, it was truly euphoric. A natural high of gathering in community. And so we thought ... why not do this again? why not do this every year? While the focus of the pink party is shifting away from celebrating the end of treatment: I want it to embody the two main things I took away from having cancer. 1. To lean on community, invest in community, gather in community, grieve in community. Life is so much better spent with other people - those who truly know your heart. It is worth it to love fully and let the messy, fragile, parts of yourself be seen even though it is scary. 2. Celebrate everything. Most people assume cancer treatment isn’t fun and obviously it’s not. But during that time, we celebrated absolutely EVERYTHING. Ice cream? Always. New dog? I’ll take 2 please! I know there’s only room for so many dogs in the house and sustainability and balance is important but I know (I know I know I know) we could all benefit from celebrating life more regularly. When we celebrate our hardship, we gift our future selves the hope that there will be beauty on the other side of our next (inevitable) obstacle and that is really special. So that’s what this pink party is about; it’s a reminder/ renewal/ rebirth of community + celebration. It’s a commitment to having fun just to have fun and not seeking permission or needing a ‘reason’ 🥂🥂🥂🥂🥂