“Ce’ La Vie….Thats Life”


Life can sometimes be like a chameleon—constantly shifting, blending, and adjusting to the world around us. We adapt, sometimes without even realizing it. We become who we are asked to be: the daughter, wife, the mother, the friend, the caregiver, the dreamer, the one who holds it all together. Each role stitched into the fabric of who we are, until the lines blur between where one role ends and another begins.

I often think back to my Father’s simple yet profound words—

“C’est la vie.”

As the French say…

“That’s life.”!

He would say it in moments both heavy and light, as if to remind me that life doesn’t always ask for our permission to change. It just does. And in those changes, we become something new—sometimes by choice, often by necessity.

When I reflect on the many roles life has asked me to play, I wonder—how much of who I am is by design, and how much is by default? How often have I adapted to fit the expectations of the moment, without even asking whether that version was true to me?

Life often calls us to be the chameleon—to adapt, shift, and blend into the roles and environments we find ourselves in. Sometimes it’s survival, other times it’s simply the demand of circumstance. We learn to wear different colors for different people—yet in the quiet moments, we’re left wondering which shade is truly our own. Being the chameleon means learning the art of flexibility, but it can also mean forgetting, at times, the essence of who we really are beneath it all.


But perhaps that’s the great Dance of being human. We change. We evolve. We shed old skins. Sometimes, we grieve them. Sometimes, we welcome the new colors that Life paints upon us.

My Father's voice is etched within my being, and I hear his voice… “C’EST LA VIE”!

A quiet reminder that life isn’t about staying one thing forever. It’s about becoming yet another side of Self. About leaning into change without losing the essence of who we are beneath it all.


So today, I honor every version of myself—the one who Didn’t Know, the one who survived, the one who loved deeply, and the one who is still becoming more of myself.

“THATS LIFE”

And its Beautifully , Imperfectly Mine!

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