Today my husband and I have been married for twenty-six years. The greatest gift he has ever given me is not the all-clad frying pan I accidently left at the campground. It is not the diamond ring he proposed with, or the pitchfork I asked for on our fifteenth anniversary.
He gave me the gift of believing in my dreams.
He believes in me.
The power of encouragement
I still remember unkind words that were spoken to me in 2002, in 1978, and in 1972. (Not my Nick, my husband.) And, I am not sure why the negative words spoken to us seem to stick harder and stay longer that the kind words we hear every day.
Dreams are fragile, like the shell of a robin’s egg after the bird has flown away. Dreams are easily shattered and blown to the wind like a dried out dandelion.
I have held onto my dream, a small fragment of the robins egg, a single seed from the dandelion, never giving up.
You may feel like it’s too late. Too late to dream again. You might feel like the world is telling you, “You are too old.” And maybe there is no one to encourage you.
If you feel like there is no one in your life to give you the gift of encouragement, you have forgotten one person. You have forgotten yourself.
Treat yourself how you want to be treated.
Look in the mirror and say, “Hey, you got this. You can do it.”
[share-quote]Give yourself permission. You don’t need a gatekeeper to be yourself. [/share-quote]
Be a dream builder
For the people you love, for the people you call friend, and for the random stranger you meet on the street, and on the internet. Be a dream builder, encourage people to be themselves. To believe, to dream.
I believe in you. Believe in you too.
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