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I had such a busy work day yesterday.  I have to say that I rocked, considering the quantity and diversity of things I had to do.   And I did it all.  I pulled it off.  Sometimes I astound myself, because seriously, I don’t know how I managed it, except that I was in the zone.  And in the midst of the fray, I received an advance copy of the magazine in which my article is published.

It’s just a short article, and it’s been revised so many times I can hardly recognize it any more.  It’s probably crap, mostly, and boring to read.  Even so, there’s no way to explain the magnitude of what that small article represents –how much energy and life was consumed in that project.  My marriage gave up the ghost while that project came to life.

Volumes of life, my life and breath, reduced to a few pages.  It’s small, probably trivial to most, but it means something to me.  I have a small sense of pride and accomplishment.  I worked so hard.  And then I got to write about it, for the world to see.  These things don’t happen every day.  There are only so many writing opportunities in my sphere.    (Actually, I write all day, every day, in one form or another, but it’s not the stuff for glossy print.)

The moments in the spotlight are few and far between, and I don’t seek the spotlight anyway.  I did get a moment of glory, way back when, though.  It was exciting, but in all honesty, I didn’t think I did anything that remarkable.  I was just doing my job, and my team happened to be involved in something that got a lot of attention at the time.

Even so, it’s kind of fun to have this yellowed newspaper article stashed away in my memorabilia.  Few and far between, indeed.  Twenty years span these two accomplishments.

All in all, I think I’ve done well for myself.  It’s not the career I intended –how many years I obstinately refused to call my job a career!  Only in the past few years have I acknowledged that it is, after all, a career.  The better part of my life.  Twenty four years.  It’s turned out well;  I am so fortunate, so blessed!  I’m as high as I can go.

I think that means that I have arrived.

Yay me.