I was at one of our offices close to downtown Boise the other day. I parked about fifteen minutes away in the six story parking garage. I of course parked on the top level so I could oogle Table Rock while I enjoyed my lunch. I truly do wish I was able to get up there more often.
At the end of the day I opted to take the elevator back up to my car in lieu of the stairs. I watched out the glass backing of the elevator, and noticed an old house converted to apartments that I used to live in about seven years ago. I could clearly make out the back entrance to the building which I frequently exited and entered throughout my time there.
I totally had this weird and awesome reflective moment. I considered where I was then, and where I am now. I thought of all the accomplishments I have had in that span of seven-ish years. For once I was totally proud of me. I think the me from all those years ago would be proud of me too. I hope in another seven-ish years I feel the same way.
So often in the past I had looked for validation from others to placate me. But as I age I find that the only validation and approval I need is that of my own. This is quite freeing in and of itself.
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