I peeked. I couldn’t help it. I am the better for it, and hopefully you will be, too.
Yesterday, I attended a full-day monthly meeting of the Houston Chapter of the National Speakers Association. As I returned to my table with a cup of coffee, something caught my eye. On a piece of paper was written in felt tip pen boldness seven words with the letters taking about two lines in height. “Yippee. Yippee. Yippee. I am making progress.” The paper was part of a “composition book”—you know the ones, with the black and white distinctive looking cover—that she had on the table, folded open to that page. None of the handwriting was any of my business, so I looked away, but the size and energy in the seven words caught my eye and attention.
The seven words were full of excitement, pride, optimism and affirmation; the seven words were simple, a blend of child-like exuberance and adult evaluation; the seven words had a special spot on her page, a bold reminder to herself in a place that was impossible to ignore.
Life is full of peaks and valleys, highs and lows, victories and setbacks; however, if life is about growth—and it is—we need to remind ourselves gently and often that we are, indeed, making progress. Amidst a day-long professional meeting and class to help attendees build their skills and businesses appeared a simple message for us all.
I peeked. I couldn’t help it. I’m glad that I did.