Maybe My Mom Had Dreams Too
Once I grew up and had my own dreams, it hit me
My forties have been great so far. I am happier than I ever have been. Younger does not equal happier — at least that’s my experience. I’m confident about who I am and don’t care much about what others think. Life is good right now.
That said, I have dreams stirring inside. They slosh and swirl, always reminding me of their presence…