Once upon a time I had a dream.
And then I grew up a little and everyone told me how impossible most of my dreams were!
I lived a lot of my life believing that, except I never really believed it. If I had? I would never have had half the life I’ve had.
But even so, it wasn’t until the last year that I discovered just how impossibly wonderful impossible dreams can be when they do come true!
Once upon a time exists. But I have to be willing to step into the picture and allow it to happen. No one can read the real thing to me from the pages of a dusty storybook. Those stories belong to someone else. I have to write my own.
Or at least recognize them!
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