I have not yet decided whether I am going to post a new entry every day. I know that it might become impossible while adventuring Down Under, but I could at least write something everyday, and post it in a group. As I haven't yet decided, I'd best keep on my streak. Though it's technically not the third day anymore, I haven't fallen asleep yet, so it still counts for me.
In this vein, I will talk about putting effort into what you do. My Gramma once told me that she was so impressed by how I was always able to make things happen for myself, putting myself in amazing places with amazing people, doing amazing things. I will not argue with the quality of the people I've met, the places I've lived, or the things that I have been able to do. However, I've always struggled with that comment, because I also don't feel like I've made those things happen for myself, rather, that many have fallen into my lap. Have I really worked hard for anything in my life?
Working hard at something doesn't necessarily equate to a memory of hardship. Effort is measured neither by success or by pain (except perhaps on that 24th mile of the marathon). Do not turn away from struggle. It may seem to not be worth the effort right now, but some day, the strain will be forgotten, and the accomplishment remains.
I will commit to working hard on this blog, or at least working at it, and not to turn away because it is too mentally difficult.
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