Wheneverwehavegoodtimes, we shouldallcelebratethem. Woo! Hoo!

The little girl was obviously enjoying herself.

And she had found a song – which was probably older than her mother – to fit the mood.

As she skipped along the path, she sang: “Celebrate good times. Come on!”

And, as I approached, I added: “Woo! Hoo!” She smiled slightly, barely acknowledging me.

Mandy took her two-year-old daughter Amelia to the doctor’s surgery the other day.

Not feeling well to start off with, the little one wasn’t taking the wait for her appointment well.

In fact she was having a bit of a tantrum.

Then an elderly man sitting across from them put aside his own aches and pains and started entertaining her by pulling funny faces and making shapes with his hands.

Amelia went from crying to being curious. Then she was entranced. Then she was rolling about laughing.

Mandy reports her daughter -and the doctor – had a much more pleasurable appointment than they might have had because of it.

No doubt Amelia was prescribed good medicine by the doctor, but who’s to say she didn’t also get good medicine in the waiting room?

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Then, as she skipped on, I heard her sing, “Celebrate good times… Woo! Hoo!”

We meet people of many ages and situations as we travel along.

One of the greatest joys, I have found, is adding to their “song”.

Never detract, create a space where they can express themselves when we can and – best of all – may we help others discover their own song.