Everywhere in this world there are people who are further up the spectrum than I am. People who have more money than me, have achieved more fame than I, are skinnier, more proficient, more talented, you name it. But there they are, ahead of me in some way. As I write this, I am sitting on a plane in coach 2 rows back from first class so I have a bird’s eye view of the way they get to fly. I usually sit further back on the plane so while I know first class is there, I’m not as acutely aware of it. Lunch has just been served, on china and the flight attendant is bringing around petit fours for dessert, along with a refill of wine. I haven’t even been asked if I want to buy an overpriced snack yet.
I say this not to complain about how awful air travel has become but to highlight where they are versus where I sit. Watching the lovely way they are being treated made me want to be up there. To figure out a way to get in the club. Research the challenge. Problem solve to achieve the goal.
Having those backs to look at as I travel my path is a wonderful gift. It lets me know what I want is achievable and if they can do it so can I. I don’t look at those who have achieved with anger or envy (ok maybe a little envy, lunch sure smelled good and I would kill for more leg room) but with assurance that one day I’ll be up there, eating lunch on china at 35000 feet, accepting accolades on my performance and finally fitting into a wee size (or at least a wee-er size). Just need to keep aspiring. That’ll make it happen.