How Do I Define Success?
What does success mean anyway? It’s so subjective. Some people look at the size of their bank accounts, while others look at what their progeny are able to achieve. There are lots of different ways to look at it. But if I’m being honest, I’m not asking for anyone else. I’m asking for me. I’m statistically over halfway through my life and I still can’t define what success means for me.
I’ve made more money in the past few years than I ever have in the past. It’s not obscene amounts of money; it’s enough to live comfortably. Still, it doesn’t exactly feel like I’m successful. Don’t get me wrong, I’m one of the lucky ones and I know it, especially in the pandemic world of 2020. It’s nice to have enough to buy pretty much whatever my family needs, pay off the credit cards every month, and save for a rainy day.
Where did that saying come from, by the way? What happened on some rainy day however many years ago that was so bad it spawned an idiom?
By most measures, I’m very successful. Sure, I’ll grant you that.
Not only that, but I was dealt a hand from birth that almost guaranteed I would have some amount of success:
- I’m a man.
- I’m white. Let’s be real, this has given me more advantages than even I can realize.
- I’m tall. 6’ 1”. But not freakish tall…