As a little girl, I thought about what I wanted from my life. What did I want to be? What did I want to do?
As an adult I think back on all those dreams that I had and I realize that I have not brought them to fruition. But I think of my classmates from college and I remember the older classmates I had. And I realize: I'm not dead yet. I can still do this. And I tell myself: I WILL DO THIS. Come hell or high water, no matter what anyone tells me or who tries to hold me back, I have been and always will be a fighter. I will make this happen. I have to make this happen. If I don't then I have let myself and my future down. I cannot allow that.
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