Crazy. That's what everyone called her. They said that too much hard work finally came crashing down on her. To them, it was like seeing the light at the end of the tunnel, only to realize it was a fire, burning the tunnel until it collapsed on top of you.
But, she wasn't crazy and her hard work didn't all crash down on her. It had all finally paid off. For her, it was like swimming in the ocean for days, not going to shore on the island right behind you because you were too consumed with staying afloat that you forgot to look around. And now, after so many years of just focusing on staying above the water, she finally remembered to look around and found the island. And she would not go back into the water ever again, as long as she lived. Because she was so tired of just wafting in the water. She wanted to soar over it.