Success, like balance, means different things to different people. I’m pretty sure it doesn’t mean money and power, but society begs to differ. I’m pretty sure it has a whole lot to do with love and that it can be simple, humble – wouldn’t you agree?
Success can be one glass of wine instead of three after a long day of wrangling kids or work or that ‘special’ combination of wrangling work with kids. Success is definitely in the willpower to skip the wine altogether. I’m enjoying that kind of success more these days and feeling better for it.
Success can be this – a spotless laundry. No maybe that’s more like a miracle.
On International Women’s Day (IWD), after hubby did some renos in our laundry – new tub, tiling, painting, we managed to get every last bit of washing done, and all the folding too. Clean laundry, clean clothes – WOO HOO – success. (Of course you know how long that lasted, but a girl has got to stop to smell the Sard wonder soap sometimes).
Funnily enough, despite my feminist beliefs, I opted for a ‘domestic bliss’ version of celebrating success on International Women’s Day.
Brunch, baking and sushi and broccoli soup making.
Now I’m not saying these small domestic ‘achievements’ make me ‘successful’ as such, but who is to say they don’t. She with the cleanest house and best baked treats doesn’t win, but still success doesn’t have to be the corner office at work or a big pile of cash (which would be nice, the cash, but I digress).
I managed to fit in a yoga class (because I always try to manage my life around fitting in yoga), and hubby took the kids to a boating and camping show for a couple of hours, so I did pretty darn well on the ‘me’ time front. Success. It was very nice of IWD to fall on a Sunday, for those of us in the first world lucky to enjoy it.
I played a couple of games with Little Yang and helped with homework with Miss Yin and both ‘helped’ me in the kitchen with the sushi (half-half sushi rice with quinoa – a revelation).
Could I have spent more time with the kids – of course.
Could I spend more time caring, campaigning for the rights of women and girls – of course. On IWD I thought of our sponsor girl, and the other young girls like her who are victims of terrible sexual abuse in Kenya – you can help out Rafiki Mwema who are helping the girls. On IWD I though of the women making a difference in their own lives and their communities through the support of KIVA loans (the loans we’ve made have all been to empower women).
On IWD I admit to thinking of the unfairness of workplaces that say they are flexible but then pigeon-hole you as a part-time Mum, and the sad irony that we women can be our own worst enemies. Then in typical female-style I immediately felt bad for even thinking about the glass ceiling and workplace inequality, when other women, young girls, are fighting for safety, shelter, food, their very lives.
But back to success – success would be genuine gender equality. Man, Oh Woman, that would be a huge success.
Success is bringing up confident, empathetic and resilient kids – especially daughters who know they can do anything. Huge success.
IWD was over a week ago, and the rights of women fade quickly into the fabric and drudgery of every day life.
The fundamental right of all women, and all people, should be to love and be loved, and that is also the measure of success I’d like to live by.
You are successful when you love and are loved – there is no other definition of success that comes close.
Linking up with Essentially Jess for another IBOT. And because I haven’t been successful in writing another blog post this week, also linking up with Grace for FYBF. How do you define success? How did you spend IWD?