I read an article lately about the choice we have when we feel we have failed, or not succeeded. The author talked about how a “failure” can be a catalyst for success if we let it.
It sounded good to me at the time; it made sense. It’s all about your attitude. I agreed wholeheartedly.
But in a sense, it was pretty much irrelevant because I wasn’t failing at anything. Life was good.
In one day, I wasn’t faced with one, or two, or even three failures; I had to swallow four of them, all at once. Four failures.
My ego, self-esteem, confidence–whatever you want to call it–was wounded. Hurt. Humiliated. And I felt like crying, and hiding, and eating way too much ice cream. And I wanted to scream, and give it all up.
But I did not.
Because perceived failure is just the opportunity to choose.
So I am choosing to let these failures/disappointments be catalysts for success. I will take a good look at them, restructure my plan in view of what I see, and move forward.
And as many as my failures may be, I will never let them define me. I am and forever will be Barbara Isaac Croce, beloved of God.
Failing forward? Heck yeah, it’s me all the way!
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