Wednesday, January 23, 2013
Once upon a time there was a little girl . . . who had a dream. It wasn't to be a princess. It wasn't to be rich. It wasn't even to be beautiful.
But it was a dream . . . her dream . . . none the less.
She was a raised in a house full of realists, not dreamers, and she quickly realized how hard it was to be a dreamer in a non-dreamer world. As the years went on, her dream fell further and further down the dream ladder as more realistic dreams suddenly made way to the top.
Those realistic dreams came true . . . every last one of them. And the girl was happy.
Then one day, someone reminded her of the little dream she had, so many years ago.
And they told her . . . she could do it. And they believed.
That's all it took. Was for one person, to believe.
And while it may not be a big deal to the realists in her life, the dreamer . . . was flying high.
Flourish, my friends. Flourish.
And flourish, we shall!
Are you a dreamer? Or a realist? Leave me a message in the comments and tell me. I would LOVE to know!