Who did I think I was?

·  It was the holidays, a time for family and friends and love and laughter. I started putting all the pieces together and reflecting on the journey. We had climbed a mountain, but everywhere I looked were new peaks to scale. I’ve never made anything happen by following rules, and not following rules has proven to be an effective strategy. I've never worked harder, traveled further, dug deeper, dreamt bigger, risked more for so many--on a dream. It would have been so much easier to just give up, or give in. Who did I think I was to show up at these places and ask these people to join me in my dream and dare them to tell me 'no?’ Maybe I wasn’t the best person for the job, but I was the only person willing to do it. I looked at my 15 year old son from across a dinner table; he told me after watching what I had been through he would never do it. He said I was his hero because I followed my dreams. I had sacrificed so much financially to get here, but at that moment I felt like the luckiest person in the world. Money is just the machinery that makes ideas work. The person and their dream is the commodity worth millions. This is the story of that dream and history being made