Although I want be 50 for another week, I’m officially 50, right? I had a dream last night that made me think, Have I always been dependent of others? In my dream I needed a person to drive me to where I needed to go, to keep a roof over my head, and in the dream I felt a disappointment in myself. Now don’t get me wrong, I have been on my own before, but after I became a wife and mother, that girl disappeared. But I feel like she is trying to resurface from under many years of everyone else’s dreams. I hear her slightly but her yearning is overwhelming. At 50 she is ready, at 50 she needs it, she needs to be her, she needs to fulfill her dreams now, even at 50. I’m so ready.
A book written by Oprah Winfrey: Who to me is a very inspirational person.