Every Wednesday, a group of women from around the world gathers online to share our wins.
We’ve been doing it for more than five years.
When it started during the pandemic, the wins were small because life was hard. Sometimes a win was simply making it through the day. Sometimes it was getting out of bed, taking a walk, or finding one reason to keep moving forward.
What I didn’t understand at the time was that Winning Wednesday wasn’t really about reporting success.
It was about training attention.
Week after week, we learned to look for evidence that progress was happening, even when it was slow. We learned to notice what was working instead of focusing exclusively on what was broken.
Something changed.
I used to struggle to find a win worth sharing.
Now I struggle to fit them all into a single comment.
This morning I realized many of the things people dream about for retirement have already found their way into my life.
Coffee without rushing.
Time with my husband.
Creative projects.
Space to heal.
The ability to spend a day with family and not feel like I’m racing the clock.
A few years ago, I couldn’t reliably walk through a grocery store without paying for it afterward.
Bright lights, noise, motion, crowds—everything carried a cost.
Every outing required planning, adaptation, and recovery.
Recently, I’ve gone grocery shopping, attended a concert, sat front row at a baseball game, and woke up the next day feeling fine.
That may sound ordinary.
For me, it feels extraordinary.
That isn’t a small win.
It’s the accumulation of hundreds of small wins.
The same thing is happening at home.
We’re investing in our family again. Not because we have to. Because we want to.
A ping-pong table isn’t really about table tennis.
It’s about creating reasons to gather.
To laugh.
To compete.
To connect.
To spend time together.
It’s a conscious return to a family center of gravity that holds us together.
Winning doesn’t always arrive as a breakthrough.
More often, it arrives as evidence.
Evidence that healing is happening.
Evidence that relationships are growing.
Evidence that life is returning.
One week at a time.
One Sunday at a time.
One win at a time.
The question isn’t whether you’re winning.
The question is:
Are you paying enough attention to notice?
What’s one win from this week—large or small—that deserves more credit than you’ve given it?
Share it in the comments. Someone else may need the reminder that progress rarely arrives all at once.
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