As I have the privilege of living with and watching three wee boys grow I am conscious of big hairy audacious goals.
My five year old wants a jeep.
My eight year old would like a humongous Lego railroad.
Our youngest would just like everything that his older brothers want.
Each day these three beautiful boys share their dreams, large and small. They never worry about how it is all going to work out, but the goal is forefront in their mind and their smiles are humongous.
I have always wanted to write a book.
Somewhere in the last ten years, I have realized that I have forgotten about my big hair audacious goals. I had become caught up in the what and the how of daily life.
And now I am dreaming again and dreaming BIG. (Just take a look at yesterday’s post!)
I am living as a ten year old and recapturing what I used to love to do and how my mind loves to wander and wonder.
The barriers that were placed in front of me as I grew are gone. The visions and dreams to create in my life are mine alone.
I AM FREE!
Free to dream.
Free to be me!
Free to write a book and publish it on Amazon.