Success Requires Support
15 Feb
When Grizella was younger she used to go to the brook every morning and look at her reflection in the water.
She liked what she saw of course. Being young and somewhat naive she thought she was beautiful. And she lived in the country away from other children so she only had herself to compare her own appearance to.
Her parents Lumpy and Dumpy had only one child and to them she was the most beautiful thing either of them had ever seen. But they had also lived in the country most of their lives and had seen few children in the past seventeen years since Grizella had been born.
Grizella was a very smart child. She was home schooled of course. And she always got straight A+’s in all her subjects.
She was the best person on her soccer team. The best on her basketball team. The best skater. The best dancer.
Being home schooled has advantages that way. Although winning trophies for sports where you are the only participant seems suspect.
When Grizella turned eighteen she decided to move out of home and attend University.
Her parents were sad to see her leave but were extremely proud of her. After all she had taken the lead in her home school play and was the school president, home coming queen and graduation valedictorian.
With Grizella’s background one would assume that she would likely run into problems in University.
After all, she never had spent time with people her own age. And the large city where the University was located was far from her home in the country.
But as it turned out Grizella actually was attractive. And smart and athletic.
She was popular with everyone she met. She continued to excel.
When she was graduating she was asked to speak to her fellow graduates. The topic was to be her choice.
Grizella spoke about the importance of confidence in oneself. And of the need to develop a group of people who support you and nourish that confidence.
For Grizella the support came from her parents.
Was Grizella really the prettiest girl. Probably not.
Was she really the smartest. Or best at athletics. Probably not.
But she had something everyone who aspires to greatness needs.
She had her people who believed in her. Who supported and nourished her growth.
For an audio version of this post done by someone who shall remain nameless at their request:
successrequiressupport
Who supports and nourishes you?
The friend who I cannot speak about.
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The thing that bothers me about this story is that in most cases the people who should give us the most support often don’t..
Speaking of success and support, here’s what I don’t understand. At work, I can’t see the comment section of your blog.I click on where it says comments, but nothing happens. I can access everyone else’s blog and their comments and leave comments, but not yours. I have to wait until I’m home. And then I have to put in my name, email and website every single time even though they all come up automatically on everyone else’s blog as soon as I log into my blog. Isn’t this mysterious? Aren’t you amazed at the effort I put in to comment on your blog?
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I am amazed. My family may have let me down but you support me so it just doesn’t matter..
I’m very supportive and I’m sad about your horrible family
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They aren’t horrible. Just not supportive.
Perhaps it’s genetic or something..