I think we may all strive for that, some of us will admit it and others won't. I think that in the US it is commonly known that you should strive for it and up here where I live it's commonly considered shameful to strive for it. You shouldn't actually think you are "all that" and think you could reach greatness.
I think we are all great. We are, we're great at something and we do great things every day. Even if that may be considered greatness in the smaller every-day kind of context it is none the less important.
The regular "true greatness-greatness" that might be considered more grand and huge and brave, may be something we do more seldom or are part of more rarely. I listened to a person I admire, talking about greatness, and he said something that I immediately thought I must regard in my blog:
"greatness comes from almost dying but making it and then knowing nothing can break you", that's what he said.
It got my mind spinning! So much so, I started writing a longer text about it.
I'm sure some of you have experienced this form of "almost dying and making it" and I know I have. For me it was a lethal abusive relationship that meant 18 years of fear that didn't kill me (only almost) and made me know I won't break. It did, it provided that.
I often think about what kind of person I might have been, not having had that experience, but it's impossible even guessing. It would be someone far from who I am today, that much I know.
Greatness means inspiration, of course, and I notice over and over in life how I get inspired by people who have overcome hardships. People who "almost died but didn't" never complain and never wish bad things for others, instead they cheer good things on and enthuse. When you're so excited to be alive, to still be standing (and standing tall, at that!) you want to embrace every new day, every new possibility. And, wow, that stuff spreads!
Even now, writing this, I feel "great". That inner strength that comes with the unbreakability is a kind of harmony and feels good leaning on - and that's in ME!
There is one person in my life who really has reached greatness and that is my firstborn son. Yes, the reader who is slightly awake still (!) realises that very son was born into that lethal relationship I speak of above. He was born into hell and made it out 16 years later, so strong, so solid, with a deep, vast and warm heart and he truly is great. People that come near him, want to stay there.
I want him to stay here, whenever he visits!
Some pics from IG and iPhone, below, from around the time of his latest visit with his ever lovely girl:
I am a happy woman.
Mr Funkie is well behaved!
My son helped my hubs with the Apple-TV...
Everyone is happy they're here!!!
B-day playing <3
Off for raspberry picking and beach:ing!
Fun with that ice cold water..! (about 18 degrees Celsius)
Bathing with our pup <3
That's MY son!
The viking lady - just running in to the icy ocean :-)
She's so precious. I couldn't be happier with my son's choice <3
I love so much. He's my biggest role model.
I'm in awe and feel humble about the love we share, my boys and I and my husband and I. I am very thankful and grateful and I don't take my happy days for granted, at all.
A new week is here, folks!
I'll start every day as if it were on purpose and I'll catch the opportunities as they come along. Hope you feel you can too :-) Have a great week!