I don't have a long term dream that recently came true to talk about here like in Ruth's Dreaming Big post. (Congratulations, Ruth!). Instead, today I celebrate a multitude of dreams, past and present. My dreams have given me hope and kept me going even when they didn't come true or didn't turn out exactly the way I had envisioned them. To give up would have been the beginning of despair and the end of hope. I know this because I've been down that path before. Fortunately, I had the sense to turn around and start again. And again. And again.
Without dreams, I wouldn't have moved my family from the US to Ecuador then to Canada and back to Ecuador again. Or be thinking of doing it again!
Without dreams, I wouldn't be pursuing my EdD, despite wanting to throw in the towel on more than one occasion. (Shoutout to my daughters, son and husband for believing in me and encouraging me not to give up.)
Without dreams, I wouldn't be contemplating…