I believe everyone has a different definition of what a win looks like. Some people think that making money and receiving a fat paycheck is a win. Others believe that getting home and taking your shoes off is another one.

Winning to me has never been about any sort of monetary value. It’s also never had very high standards to the point where I need to be traveling somewhere fancy to have a “winning” feeling.

To be real, I’ve had to redefine my wins in the last few years. There were many moments that probably could’ve been the happiest times in my life because on paper, it just made sense. I’ve just felt this empty space for the longest time that I don’t know how to explain. I been to weddings that I should probably remember the most, but when I recall some of my favorite memories it’s some of the same things that I probably didn’t find time to post about. Or I thought I’d be judged for being so happy about something so small. I’ve figured out that this is an issued with my ego to begin with, because I’m not that important to think that people will judge me, and quite frankly, if people did judge me, fuck em. I’ve played it safe most of my life. Winning would’ve been getting married to the girl I met in high school and having kids at 24. I would’ve had a 4 year old at my age now. Imagine that. While the thought of having kids brings a huge smile to my face, I don’t think that I would’ve figured out the whole marriage part. To this day.

At the end of the day, my definition of winning has been changed. Living in the moment is my new definition of winning. Working to have the best possible outcome, one day at a time is what I want. Worrying about not doing things by the fairy tale version is something I don’t plan to hold myself accountable for. I’m more than likely going to make mistakes, but I’m going to enjoy them more than ever and focus on the outcome as we go.

I can’t wait.