accomplishing goals in life… it’s one of life’s great pleasures, methinks.
i remember the first time i ran after my knee surgery. we were in manhattan. Christmas day. i ran from grandma’s driveway to the end of the block. that was it. i couldn’t do anymore. but i almost cried. it was amazing.
i remember a little while later when i climbed stairs pain-free. it was like a party in my brain. five years ago or so… i still remember how it felt.
here, i have little fiestas in my brain daily. when i say something in spanish, then ask to be corrected, and i’m told i said it right. or when i go to a new place and can have a normal conversation with people i don’t know. the ones who are around me a lot understand my version of spanish, but when i can speak to new people and be understood and understand, i’m pretty much dancing on the inside.
what are some of your accomplishments? i don’t mean winning the nobel peace prize [though that doesn’t seem to be so difficult after all]. i mean those daily moments that make you stop and have a party; even if it is with yourself 🙂
i’d love to hear some!