Sometimes it is hard to see all the growth and progress we make over time. We change a little each day, and those little changes add up to big changes. But when we just compare one day to the next, it often doesn’t seem like anything has changed at all. It is only when we compare days that are months or even years apart will we see a difference. Sometimes I get frustrated with the apparent lack of progress in my life because of this.
But recently I met someone who reminds me of the me of three years ago. I haven’t pictured myself as being too different from who I was, but apparently I am. This person was shy, reserved, spent most of their time at home by them self rather than going out, even though they want to get out more. They were a little intimidated by the reality of the adult world and all that comes with being a part of it. That was me.
I’m not saying that now I am completely confident and nothing scares me any more, but I look at all I have done over the last three years, all the people I have met, all the places I have gone, and I am amazed.
It was eye opening to see the changes in me. I wonder what the next three years will bring.
I am an educator and PhD. I quilt, belly dance, run, read, and try to grow things. I am a Mormon. I am infertile. I am a daughter, sister, aunt, grand-daughter, friend, wife, and mom.
Brett L. Dennis
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AmandaStretch
I’d say the three years that followed were pretty good. And the three years after that, even better. :lisa:
I don’t really want to meet my former self. :joy:
I never said she and I became buddy-buddies. But it’s always good to find ways to measure progress.