pride

Every now and then people tell me I should be proud of myself, my accomplishments in life. Sometimes I am. More often I wonder at their accolades, I feel like I have done what anyone could do. I really am very ordinary, I just don't shrink at the thought of hard work. If anything I enjoy it because of the rewards it offers.

Something I am really proud of? The accomplishments of my cousin. His story is something to inspire, as it does me.