11/01/2026
Ari’s swim instructor recently told us he’s ready to move up to the next level. We started lessons to help him build body control, and watching his confidence in the water grow has been pretty damn cool. That night, I kept telling him how proud I was of him—and that I hoped he was proud of himself too. Then I started wondering when I last felt proud of myself without immediately following it with “but.”
I’m proud of how I handled that, but I should’ve done it sooner. I’ve come a long way, but I should be further along. There’s always something. I’ll spend weeks stressing over something, get through it, and go straight into whatever needs my attention next. Then wonder why I feel like I’m never doing enough. It’s hard to feel good about how far you’ve come when you keep telling yourself you should already be somewhere else.
So before we go into another week thinking about everything we need to do better, I think we owe ourselves a little credit. I know I do. Being proud of where I am doesn’t mean I’m done working on myself. And if I want Ari to grow up knowing that, I’ve got to start acting like I believe it too.