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No victory is too small! Celebrate them all.

Some say you should keep your victories quiet, and in Indian culture, I’ve often heard that sharing too much happiness or “bragging” can invite bad karma.

But I live in the U.S. now, and not too long ago, I was listening to a podcast where the speaker said, "No victory is too small; you should celebrate them all." So, do we celebrate them quietly or share them with everyone?

I mulled over this, contemplated it, and went back and forth about whether to post or not. But today, my mommy heart won. This isn't about bragging—it’s about celebrating a journey, both mine and my son’s. I want to share my joy with all of you.

This year marks a huge milestone for me: 25 years of being a mom. And as I celebrated this milestone in different ways, my firstborn—the one who made me a mom 25 years ago—graduated from law school in the spring and has now successfully passed the bar exam on his first try! Yay for him. And I might add—he’s the first lawyer in our family.

Some might say this is his victory since he passed the bar exam. While that’s true, I see it as mine too, ours as parents. Undoubtedly, he worked incredibly hard to get where he is, but standing by him every step of the way, watching him face challenges and never give up—that journey has been just as much mine as his.

I’m not particularly religious, though I was raised by two devout Catholic parents who always reminded me, "What goes up must come down" and "You need to stay humble, keep your feet on the ground." I’ve repeated these sayings many times while raising my own children. During the summer, while he was studying for the bar, I did what I could to support him—freeing up his time so he could focus, rest, and relax. My intention was simply to be there for him, and today, I celebrate that effort alongside him.

While I may not have taken the bar exam myself, being a mother—supporting my children through their highs and lows—is a victory in itself. Because being there for our kids, cheering them on, and lifting them up is what being a mom is all about. That’s what my own mom taught me.

P.S. To my other two kids: Believe it or not, I don’t have a favorite child.

P.S. Both myself and my husband are incredibly proud parents. 

In the meantime, we did experience a round of bad karma, and I feel like we’ve already paid for this victory.

Ramblings of a happy mama. 

#ProudMom #FirstLawyerInTheFamily #Blessed #HumilityAndVictory

In case you missed my earlier post about celebrating 25 years of motherhood, 

https://www.rekhasrambling.com/2024/04/celebrating-25-years-of-motherhood-day_02003434139.html






Comments

Anonymous said…
Very well expressed Rekha …. Congratulations to dear Tanmay on his great achievements and proud parents. God bless you all with good health and happiness.
Anonymous said…
Our hearty congratulations, to dear Tanmay! We wish him all the best in his future endeavors!!
I loved reading your writing as a mom of 25 years! We have always admired you for bringing up your three lovely kids with lots of love and support.
Take care and keep writing! 🤗🤗🥰🥰
Prafulla Shenoy
Thank you so much aunty. Appreciate your support.
Anonymous said…
Congratulations Tanmay and the parents.! Totally resonate with your thoughts Rekha - definitely a moment to celebrate as a mom, as a parent, as a family and his efforts this far. Wishing him the best in this journey ahead.!
-Shwetha
Thank you so much . Appreciate your support and encouragement.
Mridul Singh said…
Hi Rekha, Congratulations to you and Tanmay!! What an incredible achievement to pass the bar exam and become a lawyer!! Wishing him great success in his legal career!!
Your blog is amazing!! Keep up the great work!!
Sudeshna Mukherji said…
Congratulations to you and Tanmay. This is very impressive considering most do not clear their bar exams in their first attempt. I completely agree that it takes as much sacrifice and involvement from us parents and even siblings for that matter as the person for any successful outcome. Parenting never stops, it just keeps evolving and taking different forms
Thank you so much , appreciate your well wishes and blessings.
Thank you . Appreciate your comment, full of kindness and encouragement. All the best to you in your parenting journey.

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