We often think of success as this finish line, this conclusion, an amazing finale with fireworks and cheering and general good times. What we don’t realize is that it isn’t a conclusion at all. I’m sure you’re all expecting me to say “it’s actually a beginning”, but what I’ve realized, my Wendigos, is that it’s not quite that poetic. If you succeed on a Monday, you wake up on Tuesday and life continues. The great, new life you pictured becomes your everyday and even though you thought you never would, you get used to it. This is the stuff that movies aren’t made of, the experience of waking up having achieved a life goal and asking yourself “What now?” I must tell you, I asked myself that question this very morning. And the answer to that, for me personally, is an enthusiastic “Who knows!”. But the dialogue has been opened and I’m excited to see where it leads me.
