Who Is Your Biggest Cheerleader?

Today, It’s About You

My husband Vi has a lot of fans. Once or twice a year, someone will come up to him in wide-eyed star-struck excited ask if he’s Vi Wickam. This has happened at the grocery store in our town, at a dog festival the next town over, and most recently when we got off the plane at Heathrow Airport. That’s right… in freaking London!

And as many raving fans as Vi has, no one is a bigger fan of his than himself. I try to be my own biggest fan, but it doesn’t come as easily to me. I tend to look around me for that glory. It’s not that I care about external approval or acceptance. No, I can do those myself. I want raving excitement for my work.

The truth is though, we have to learn to be our own biggest fans. While fandom from out there is nice, it’s not reliable. Or controllable. I have a folder in my email of client testimonials. Sometimes I scroll through those as a reminder of how cool I am. Sometimes I just scroll through my work, and I love my work, so that helps.

Sometimes I have to hit up my second biggest fans to cheer myself with me. (Cause I’m my biggest fan… right?) I can call my mom, or my brilliant friend Crystal or even ask Vi for a cheer.

But at the end of the day, it’s on me to cheer myself on. I gotta be my biggest, loudest cheerleader. And so do you. Need some encouragement? Send me an email. Anytime. Put the word “encouragement” in the subject line.