So this happened last night. Definitely a shock, especially as I’ve been so inconsistent with training the last few months for all the reasons. (I will be honest — I slept with that belt last night, just so I could wake up this morning and know immediately if it was a dream. … It was not a dream.)
I want to write more, and I will later, but for now there’s this: A belt to me isn’t the thing to strive for, because by itself it means nothing. But what a belt does mean to me is that your instructor has faith in you and believes that you can be trusted to wear that rank and to represent the school & him/her at that rank. And it’s that faith that I have worked to earn, and will now work to deserve even more.