Shoot for the stars

Once upon a time I dreamed of being a corporate woman, highly educated, a force to be reckoned with in a world dominated by men.

Once upon a weird time I dreamed of being a firefighter. Why? Because some stupid boy in elementary school told me I couldn’t be one, that’s why!

Once upon a time I dreamed of joining the Army, of being like my dad in my greens, saluting and training to defend my country.

Once upon a time I did not dream of being a pink princess, especially after another stupid boy in elementary school told me I couldn’t play kickball ’cause I’d end up crying if I got hit.

I whooped that boy’s butt in kickball and smacked him in the face with the tetherball.

He shut up after that. 😉

Once upon a time…

While it isn’t possible to be some things, it is possible to shoot for the stars and to dream big.

Just don’t let that stupid boy you can’t do it.

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