Occasionally I like to reflect on life and think about what it means to be successful. Sure, I set goals – completing and winning rides, year end awards, big overseas adventures, and success is stamping that check mark next to the bucket list.
However, more often than not when I want to determine my own success, I think not of what I have done, what other people think of me, or the number in my bank account. Nope, the question I ask myself is “Would little Sarah (meaning my childhood self) think I was way cool?”
While I missed some marks – I am not an animator for Disney nor can I do much drawing with my nerve damaged hand… reading this story, recently dug out of my parents’ basement, helps me believe I am on the right track.
Chances are, if you are reading this blog you wrote similar stories as a kid. Hopefully reading mine will bring back some memories for you too. And don’t forget to ask yourself every once in a while: “Would little me think I was way cool?”