In my previous post, “Autumn Leaves”, I mentioned some old black and white photos I found. They were photos of me and three friends hiking in Yosemite National Park and climbing Half Dome.
On the backs of two of the photos, I discovered “two different thoughts” I had written down on them. I copied the thoughts from cards I saw when I was down on the Monterey Bay pier, just enjoying the day. I think I bought the cards to send to a good friend, at the time, but I liked the sentiment on each card and wanted to remember them, so I wrote them on the backs of those pictures, the only thing I had handy, at the time, to write on, before I dropped the cards in the mail.
In that post, I mentioned only one thought, which was about Autumn Leaves.
But in this post, I’d like to mention the other thought, on the other photo, which was someone’s (it was so long ago I don’t remember the source) idea of what success means.
Everyone will have their own definition of success, of course, but I thought this definition of success had merit.
