Sometimes I feel like the definition of success in our lives can be misconstrued. It’s by the very nature of the construction of society that we live in. We come to deem trivial things such as beauty, fame and wealth as a point of success. But I learned a long time ago, success in life comes from far more simple foundations. Success is a modest creature, it lives in the smiles of everyday people, and in the hearts of great minds. Success sleeps inside happiness, and shows itself through love. Success is being content with what you have and making lemonade from the lemons life hands you. Success is something that lives in us all, it just waits for its presence to be realised.
We focus too much on what we fail to do, and not enough on what we have succeeded in doing. There are triumphs in every little detail of our existence. From inspiring people to captivating hearts. From loving and being loved.
I am not a failure. I will never be a failure. I am a success. As are you.
