Every time I reflect on a representative stretch of time – a week, month, a quarter, or a year – I always see a mixed bag.
I see the wins. I see the failures, mistakes, and embarrassments – those tend to loom large. I see the people whose support and partnership made it happen. I see other relationships that didn’t work out or went sour.
In aggregate, assuming I was intentional about what I wanted to achieve, I tend to see progress. But it is never linear. It is full of squiggly lines, troughs, and unexpected turns.
There’s no such thing as a perfect stretch of time. Some stretches are better than others – or at least feel that way. But it is always a mixed bag.
We get to choose where to focus and how to move forward.
