In our everyday life, there are many “little” successes. We often look toward the “big” achievements with which we measure our own success. On my social media, every Friday, there is a hashtag and a posting that Heather Crabtree does on her Savvy Business Owners Facebook page called “Fist Bump Friday”. This past week my fist bump was completion of a second guest blog. Writing and blogging for me is not only something I enjoy but something that I count as a success. I love having a creative outlet to share my thoughts and help inspire people in their dreams. For me, it is not important that I may only reach a small audience; I have the ability to encourage someone with my words.
My measurement of success has changed drastically in the last few years. Today, I found myself looking at a laundry free floor after my husband had completed the weekly task. He blesses me weekly by doing the laundry. I do not enjoy the chore and he does. The empty floor to me was a success. If you have kids, you know how hard it is to get loads of laundry done. I cannot imagine what it will be like when the new baby comes and we have three kids! A few years ago, this simple clean floor would not have mattered so much to me. I saw things like growing followers on Facebook and good grades as a measure of success. I have had a change in heart and in thought process. Your successes do not necessarily need to come solely from yourself.
Where are you at in your thoughts? Are you measuring yourself and your success in how others view you or in something that is obtainable like a grade or are you rejoicing in the simple successes and pleasures that are fist bumps for you?
I love to have the ability to encourage people. That is why I created this business. When I come to a conclusion in how to help someone or I hear that someone was able to better handle their email or find time to go for a run to meet a fitness goal, I rejoice with them. It is encouraging to me that I have helped them.
As a mother, I find ways to be excited over my kids. While they are running around and having a chaotic time, as toddlers often do, I am grateful that they are happy! As a parent, you want your kids to be happy. Sometimes yelling and screaming get on my nerves. Today, at the lunch table, Quianna and Amos were yelling and matching each others pitch. I looked at my husband and said ‘I hope our kids are always good friends like this.’ To me, that is how success is measured. By the tiny things I can find to rejoice in.
I would love for you to comment a fist bump for you in the comments!
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