Even though I adore a good spot of navel gazing, I haven’t always been great at reflecting on how far I’ve come over the course of a year. I know it has to do with the made-up expectations I put on myself. Maybe you’re familiar with this: I love helping others celebrate what they’ve accomplished but when it comes to my own stuff, instead of stopping to give myself a pat on the back, I’m thinking Yeah, yeah but what else you got?