What Does Hard Work Actually Look Like?
I was reflecting today about hard work and what hard work actually looks like.
My mom has worked so hard over the last 30+ years despite facing a lot of challenges.
She’s done more difficult things than I’ll probably ever have to do.
Put in more hours.
Dealt with more stress.
Sacrificed more.
All so I could have opportunities she didn’t.
And when I think about that, the days I slack or complain when I sit at my laptop feel like a disservice to her.
I’m sitting here with opportunities she never had, doing work that’s easier than anything she’s done, and I have the nerve to complain about being tired?
That’s disrespectful.
To her.
To the work she put in.
To the sacrifices she made.
I think about this when I don’t want to work.
When I feel like giving up.
I remember what she went through.
What she’s still going through.
And it puts everything in perspective.
My hard work isn’t even close to hers.
My struggles aren’t real struggles.
I’m building a business from a laptop.
She was working multiple jobs just to keep the lights on.
So yeah, I need to stop acting like this is hard when it’s really not.
Because if she can keep going through everything she’s faced, I can definitely keep going through this.
What’s your why?
What gets you going when you don’t feel like it?
For me, it’s her.
It’s making sure her sacrifices weren’t for nothing.
What’s yours?