It's been so long. Too long.
I have spent countless hours advising others to follow their dreams while mine remain imprisoned in the deepest folds of my heart.
Let's face it--I'm scared.
I'm scared of being a failure AND I'm scared of being a success. I think I've played out both options in my mind so much, I no longer need the script.
That ain't living.
Even though some of my dreams have been dashed (and others deferred), what I have come to appreciate about my ever-evolving personality is the "bounce back." I can take some blows; I can even handle rejection. What I cannot handle is a life spent wondering why I did not step out on faith when I had the chance.
So, dear dreams, I am here. I am plotting my course and setting sail on a journey sure to be adventurous...a little perilous....the trip of a lifetime.
Lord, give me strength.
Here Goes Everything,