Success: Day 10
I used to think success was measured by bullet points on a resume, trophies on a shelf, or a certain kind of car in the driveway. Twelve years ago this week, a person entered my life that changed the yardstick. When an orphanage director put Cherry in my arms, I realized. Success is measured by the width of a smile.
Posted on August 10, 2012, in Joined at the Heart, Just One Thing, Writers Write and tagged #BlogFlash2012, family, perception. Bookmark the permalink. 7 Comments.
Absolutely!
That’s a beautiful sentiment, Elisabeth! Thank you so much for giving me a smile today!
Thanks Terri!
gorgeous
She is, isn’t she? Thanks!
I love this post. Very simple but very striking; all the way to the heart.
Thank you!