Two years ago I went to India. At the time I was frustrated and uninspired but had revisited a list I wrote many years prior; the Taj Mahal was on that list.
I couldn’t find anyone to go with me, so I went, alone, determined to make this dream come true.
I will never forget the feeling of awe and accomplishment when I arrived: A long-time vision made tangible. I watched sunset and returned for sunrise and walked around in a daze.
When I visited Mount Rushmore, I was disappointed; the size and the proportions didn’t seem to match what I had seen in history books. Yet this. This marvel exceeded my imagination.
Only now do I recognize the strength, courage, and resilience it took for me to get there.
For all those fighting silent battles;
For dreamers who remain committed to their visions;
For those stubborn enough to persist against all odds;
And for the few who dare to create and build: I see you.
Keep dreaming. Believe in your dreams like your life depends on it (it does).