Dream Big

I’ve always been a dreamer. Growing up I dreamed of doing big things. Over the years, I wanted to be a doctor, a teacher, a journalist, and an actor. I wanted to sing, I wanted to dance, I wanted to write. I wanted to do something big to help those less fortunate than myself. I wanted to do so many big things. I wanted to be remembered for those things I did. But more than anything, I dreamed of being a mother.

And if becoming a mother has taught me anything, it’s the importance of dreams. Being a mom has taught me to dream. Dream big. As a mother, you are constantly looking towards the future. You learn to look outside of yourself and focus on somebody else. You learn to dream for others.

Being a mom has also helped me realize how important it is to take care of oneself. If I don’t care about myself, I can’t care for my son properly. If my son doesn’t see me putting myself first from time to time, how will he know to do the same? If my son doesn’t see my husband and I making our marriage a priority, what model will he have for a healthy relationship? And if my son doesn’t see his mother dreaming big and chasing those dreams, how will he learn to foster his own ambitions?

Our children retain so much more than we realize. The things we say, the actions we take, and the relationships we mold will determine their futures. They need us to show them the way.

I want my son to grow up to be a strong, intelligent, and happy man. I want him to love himself and care deeply for others. And I want him to never stop dreaming. I want him to dream big and to chase those dreams down. I want him to always reach for the stars.

And if I want him to do all these things and be all these things – I need to do the same. So I dream big. This space has always been one of those dreams, a dream I am working on every day. And I have more dreams, bigger dreams. Dreams I am working towards and dreams that I hope to make a reality someday.

So I’m going to keep dreaming. I’m going to dream big. And I’m going to reach for the stars.

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