I believe it truly is the little things that matter most. Every little accomplishment matters.
I am fortunate to have some of the most incredible friends and family members ever placed on this planet, and without them, my accomplishments would be few and far-between.
My mom and her man came to visit this weekend. Well, they didn't come to visit. They came so he could hook up some motion-sensor lights on the back of my house. Yes, they drove 7 hours for that one specific reason. But while they were here, they gave me the greatest, most perfect gift. A sense of confidence. A feeling of "hey, I really can get through the next few months on my own". A lawnmower.
I will be 29 in a few months, and I had NEVER operated a lawn mower until yesterday morning. I didn't even know how to start one. I didn't know about filling a gas can or pulling the string or holding down the bar...I never needed to. Even in all of my time living alone, I never need it. I lived in apartments mostly, and when I lived in a townhouse, there was a neighborhood kid who cut my grass for $25 a week. I knew this time was gonna be different. I'm growing up, and I don't really have $100 a month to just give away anymore. Not to mention, with a yard the size of mine, I'd feel terribly guilty about only paying $25 a week. Turns out, I don't need to worry about it.
Yesterday morning, before it got too hot, my mom showed me how it works. And I did it. I cut the lawn. I can do this, and I will be ok =)