Last week was quite an impressive week I'd say. I don't even know where to begin with, but it felt like one of those weeks where everything was possible.

Starting with the professional side there were two events that made me pause and reflect on my efforts. On one side I've been praised for the great work I've done in my current job and also I've been asked my professional expertise on the upcoming new one. Both events in non-formal conversations, just popping up. That made me realize the impact I've made in my current role and pushed my confidence for success in the new one. I've also attended a female leadership summit and while most of the topics were the usual ones, there was this one session that almost made me cry. A young lady whom normal cliches would put in the category of "doomed for failure in life" shared her incredibly inspiring story about graduating from university and starting her own business all while being a single young mother. Not only that but she left her legacy in the university she studied for all future students with babies. The private side wasn't less eventful either - from being praised by friends and aqcuintances on the great job I'm doing as a mom through the affection shown from new people I meet.

But the question is how often do we stop and praise ourselves? How often do we tap ourselves on the shoulder for doing a great job and keeping up towards where we're headed? I certainly don't do it enough. And until last week I didn't do it in the though moments of life either. Of course the week wasn't all pink, so while my daughter had another episode of blaming me about the divorce and not loving back her father, I didn't question myself again. I've praised myself for where both of us are in live so far and all the efforts I've put for raising a healthy, well educated child. I've brushed up my tears, explained her how hurtfull her words might be at times and planned a well spend afternoon for both of us. I tend to believe that the self-reflection and praisal of who I am and my achievements, helped me in the situation to get out of it in a calmer and more positive way than I'd normally do.

In the hustle of life, we frequently forget to acknowledge our successes, big or small. Last week served as a gentle reminder to celebrate my accomplishments, to pat myself on the back for the journey thus far. It's a practice I intend to incorporate more into my life going forward. So, as I embark on a new week, I carry with me the lessons of the previous one — the importance of acknowledging and praising oneself amidst life's challenges. After all, in a world that often demands so much from us, taking a moment to applaud ourselves can be a source of strength and motivation.  So, here's to more moments of self-celebration and the recognition that, indeed, everything is possible when we take a moment to acknowledge our own capabilities and resilience.