Why the darkest moments are the most inspiring
You lean over your glowing birthday cake and blow out candles that signify you’ve turned two years old, and somehow (probably with a little assistance from Mom), the candles go out. Everyone around you applauds and smiles. “Wow,” you think. “I don’t know what I did, but I really like that reaction. I have to remember to do that again.”
Suddenly, you’re five years old, and the kindergarten teacher calls on you to answer a question, and you get the answer right. “Very good,” she says. “Well done!” That feeling comes back. It’s so nice to be told you’ve done something well.
Dad takes the training wheels off your bike and, after a few tries you can ride a two-wheeler on your own. “Great job!” he says. “Wait till Mom sees you!” You can hardly wait.
