Hello everyone, this is actually my first time posting in this community and am so excited about it 😁
On Monday, the 13th of November, was my birthday, but it didn't feel like it.
Though I have been having a little challenge with my health, that really was not it; my mood was just off the radar.I was just not feeling the birthday. I am not really the type to throw parties or go for birthday shoots and all that, but usually on my birthdays, I am usually happy and excited, if not for anything, for the fact that I am healthy and alive. But it was different this year.
I had a lot going on in my head; at the beginning of the year, I had a lot I wanted to achieve this year, so on my birthday, I was doing a mental check of the things I had achieved, and there were not many, so it just broke my spirit, and I was down and all moody. A few people noticed my mood and asked what was wrong. I just used my health as an excuse.
Somehow this afternoon, while I was still feeling down and angry at myself for achieving just little this year, an old song titled Hero by Mariah Carey just popped up in my mind. As I was singing the lyrics, it began to make sense to me.
Most times, as humans, we end up focusing on our failures and forgetting to count our blessings.
Most of the time, we blame ourselves for not hitting the 100 mark while ignoring and trivializing the efforts, sacrifices, resources, etc. that produced the 95.
While it is good to aspire to be better, learn to celebrate the little wins along the way. Many people do not know how to place value on what they have achieved, so long as it is not what they wanted to achieve at the beginning of the adventure.
While it is good to aspire for greatness, do not downplay the results you record en route to that greatness.
While it is good to aspire for the best, do not despise the days of little beginnings.
Let us learn to count our blessings, and in naming them one by one, it would surprise us how much progress we have made cumulatively.
THANK YOU FOR READING TO THE END 🤗