They made some beautiful plays, scored a few three point
shots, and came away smiling because they knew they’d played a good game. Even
though they hadn’t won, they’d succeeded in something much more fundamental,
and were able to celebrate their accomplishments. For them, it wasn’t just about winning.
It made me think of my career as a writer. My journey has
been every bit as rough as one of my daughter’s games. I’ve had lots of ups and
downs, and even managed to score a few three pointers. Sometimes I feel like I’m
ahead, and others I know I’m way behind. This game has not gone the way I envisioned
it when I started out.
But regardless of all that, I have always been happy to celebrate
the small successes that have led to bigger, more meaningful ones.
I’m still working, moving forward, reaching and striving for
goals. I’m not yet where I intend to someday be. But weeks like this? Yeah,
they remind me that this journey is sure a beautiful ride.
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1 comment:
You and your story is one of the most inspirational to me. To watch you achieve dreams has really encouraged me to never give up. You've handled it all with such grace and celebration. You've played a good game, Nichole.
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