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All of us have dreams. Some become reality…and some stay in our imaginations.
For me, writing was my ”dream”. And it became a reality when I discovered a way I could write without starving.
Not with photography. Although I was enthusiastic about it (and pretty good…I even taught 5th graders, which was a blast), I knew I’d never be a Brassai or Ansel Adams.
Third, there was the dream of becoming a ballerina. No competition for Margot Fonteyn, because when I twirled and swirled, the result was not pretty…passed out on the floor. (I had epilepsy, but that didn’t diminish my dream.)
How about you? What have you dreamed — or achieved — beyond your wildest dreams?
For me, writing was my ”dream”. And it became a reality when I discovered a way I could write without starving.
Not with photography. Although I was enthusiastic about it (and pretty good…I even taught 5th graders, which was a blast), I knew I’d never be a Brassai or Ansel Adams.
Third, there was the dream of becoming a ballerina. No competition for Margot Fonteyn, because when I twirled and swirled, the result was not pretty…passed out on the floor. (I had epilepsy, but that didn’t diminish my dream.)
How about you? What have you dreamed — or achieved — beyond your wildest dreams?