Name your proudest moment of your life so far...
 

...either it being:
- Proud of yourself
- Proud of someone you know
- Proud moment on television

Any moment that has made you proud!

We need more positive threads like this, we all need to come together and be one giant pin to pop the ball of negativity that some areas of this forum has!

Con
xxx

Proud of myself would be overcoming a break up of a 4 year relationship and the death of a close family member to get a first in my degree and also getting the award for composition.

Proud of someone I know would be my sister just in general. She's so hardworking and it's great to see her doing so well in life.

...giving birth to 2 incredible and amazing people...

I fixed a cupboard on Friday last week

Losing 7 stone in the past 14 months to get to my healthy weight!

Awh!
I also lost 5 stone a few years ago!

Aww ammi what are there names!

Hug Lemonjam well done!
xx

..Bill Board and Bob Apple..

Becoming an aunt for the first time was one of the best moments of my life, I am still so proud of my first niece, she's had a tough little life but she's 10 now and she makes me so proud every day.

Also I am proud of lots of things I did last week but everyone is sick of hearing about it, so whatever.

Being born is my best achievement so far.

:joker:

Having my son....after a lot of heartache along the way including losing two sets of twins....he is perfect :love:

Other than that, the fact that I can change a car wheel on my own!

Myself - nothing yet. :(
Someone I know - my Mum, I guess.
Television - whenever LFC wins a match.

I went to university when I was 34 years old. During my last semester, after a long illness my Dad died (the day before my birthday) I got my first class degree, the prize for best overall achievement for my year, best female graduate, and best independent research for my dissertation.

Collecting my degree was my proudest moment. I knew my Dad would have been proud. And I knew my mum and my big brother were there watching as I went up to the stage.

What made it all the sweeter, was thatwhen i first applied to do my degree there I was knocked back on the grounds of my a-levels from years before:p But I'd also looked at doing an English degree at the same university, and their school had a policy of always interviewing mature candidates, rather than judging solely on qualifications gained long before. So, I phoned the admissions secretary for the school of History and pushed for an interview.

I had to fight to get into that school. And had the satisfaction of being their star student for that year :p

The person I'm most proud of? There are a few. each for different reasons. I'll come back to this later :)

winning TiBB Eurovision or getting good grades idk

Being able to keep the same job for 6 years. That's a record for me. :joker:

Seriously, if I ever manage to do that I'd be singing songs of triumph.

I can honestly say, I have never successfully held down a job for that long. Unless you count being a councillor, but since that's a come and go as you please affair, i am not sure that counts :P

Me too! I always mess it up. Thank god my bosses are quite tolerant. :hugesmile:

I can relate to this somewhat, having suffered a loss near the end of my degree. But trying to do all that and cope with a loss, and also cope with the end of a long term relationship, all at the same time? Bloody hell. Well done.

My mum, bringing me and my sister up as a single parent. We never wanted for anything and she worked her butt off to give us the best childhood we could have possibly had.

Myself.... I'll have to think on that. :laugh:

Lovely. Your mum sounds awesome.

Incidentally, does it spoil my degree story if I tell you that two days later I floated down off my little cloud of happy and went down with Noro virus ? :P

Probably managing to pass my exams and to hold down 2 jobs and the reason I got rid of both was reduncancy

finding the solution to constipation-orange juice

I am proud of myself for changing my lifelong 30 year career in administration and finding work in my 50s in my new chosen career of becoming a social care worker and making the lives of severely brain damaged people that little bit more happy. My eyes have certainly been opened since I began my new work, people really do have no clue. While initially petrified and daunted I am really proud that I am making it, my rewards are when I recognise happiness on my being around them and the knowledge I have gained their trust.

Proud of someone else, has to be my husband who overcame losing a limb in a dreadful industrial accident. My husband never ceases to amaze me with his positive outlook and he never feels sorry for himself.

I feel I can safely say these are good reasons for being proud.

This is a lovely thread, nice one Conor!