Pride? What is this Feeling?
A smile creeps onto my lips, I sit a bit straighter and feel those tinglys down my neck. What is this? It feels good, and I don't know if I've felt it before. I'm proud of myself!
I have actually ACCOMPLISHED something worthwhile. Something that I can smile about and show the rest of world, and feel PROUD about it! It may not be much to some, but it's everything to me. What's sad is that I don't think I've ever felt this before, not for a personal accomplishment anyway. Of course I have felt pride for my childen, but they are not a goal set and achieved, it's not the same.
I was homeless, jobless, without more than a suitcase to my name. I was depressed and hopeless, grieving for the loss of things that felt too great to imagine. I was looking day to day toward just surviving; food, clothes, shelter....sanity- that's important too. This was less than 6 months ago!
Ok, so I didn't win a Pultizer Prize today, or become rich overnight, but I HAVE set goals for myself and accomplishd every single one! I have found a job, found a home, and procurred everything needed to live comfortably inside that home. I have started school! Not just started but finished my first term (a condensed summer term at that) with what will probably be a 4.0 (or damn close). I have came up against inumerable odds and pushed them all out of my way.
So while I am still broke and without a degree and I lost my job..I can still say I am damn proud of myself. The biggest part of this... I know what's to come. The world can expect greatness.. and I can expect to give myself the time and patience to accomplish that.
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