The Challenge: Day 14

I was out and about on Saturday afternoon when I got a call from my girlfriends that the plan for the night was to head over to our favorite Mexican restaurant to indulge in some margaritas. So I headed home to begin my primping session and pour myself a glass of Pinot Grigio. I have gotten into the habit of listening to Z100 on my iPad on the weekends because it’s based out of New York City and they have a great party soundtrack. I was in high spirits as I applied eyeliner, sipped my vino, and listened to the latest beats by Rihanna and Jay-Z.

Then the news came across the airwaves that changed the entire tone of the evening. Unless you have been living under a rock the past few days, then you probably know exactly what I am talking about — the sudden passing of Whitney Houston. The DJ was very somber in announcing that the pop icon of an entire generation had passed at the far-too-young age of 48.

My heart sank more in that moment then when I had learned of Michael Jackson's death. Whitney represented a period in my life that was full of joy, excitement, and innocence. I was in the 5th grade when I got my first boom box from Santa and the first CD to play in it was The Bodyguard soundtrack. I played those songs over and over again. I would dance around my room with my girlfriends, put on fancy dresses, and play with mom's lipstick as if we were actually about to head out on the town and go “dance with somebody.”

The obvious topic of conversation at our margarita night was discussing the sudden loss of a treasured icon. She had her struggles and story of substance abuse, but when we were kids that wasn't what defined Whitney. Her long list of hits inspired us to dream big and look brightly towards our future. The tone at our table transitioned from mournful to nostalgic and then celebratory. We all reminisced on what her songs had meant to us; when and where we played them and who we danced with at the time. The common thread through all the stories was that they were joyful moments spent celebrating life.

I love to dream big, work hard, and look towards the future. There’s a lot to be said, though, for tapping into the vault of joyful childhood memories. We don't have to experience life and take the stance of never looking back. Instead, look back with fondness on some of the times that you found the most enjoyable or exciting.


Physical: Do you remember complaining about exercise as a kid? Most kids are so eager to get outside and play. Think of what kind of physical exercise could be playful and you might actually find it to be a great workout, too.

Spiritual: What memories from your childhood or young adulthood could you associate with what defines your own personal foundation? Acknowledge the people and moments that contributed to your own character formation.

Personal: I would think it is safe to assume that there are at least a handful of teachers and loved ones that contributed to your fond childhood memories. How are you paying it forward?

Tips & Reminders: It's cold and flu season! Drink lots of water and take your vitamins. Also, try to laugh at least once a day. Those endorphins can really work magic.

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