I feel like of late I have been receiving a lot of inspiration and encouragement. Inspiration to *do* things and to make things happen and encouragement that yes I really can!
From a young age I day dreamed a lot, inspired by stories on the news, tales from books I had read, scenes I saw while walking along and by people around me. I imagined life when I was an adult (and had long black curly hair, nothing like my hair is but I imagined it would change to be like that because I wanted it to be). My inspiration came from a myriad of sources and then off I went into my own world of dreams.
Then I grew older, life was taking a course, maybe not the one I wanted, but I didn’t really know what I wanted. I began to rely more on encouragement to achieve things. My confidence took a huge knock back after my first year at University. I stopped dreaming and started worrying. No longer inspired to do things, be someone, but just to get by. J was my absolute rock for me during this time, I wouldn’t be where I am right now without him.
Then a few months ago life took this huge turn and change and I’ve been given the opportunity to dream again, what do I want to do, what do I want to achieve. I am being constantly inspired to do things, by bloggers who write posts about all they have done, by tweeters who tell me about the kick ass days they have had, the run they have been on, by my husband who is working so hard to make this all a success and by my family who have done so much for me and continue to be there.
And encouraged, one mustn’t forget the encouragement. You guys have just been the most wonderful support. Helping me to believe that yes I can do these things.
I hope I shall continue to dream and to be inspired, hopefully perhaps also to inspire and always to try and encourage dreams. Because without dreams, well…