Dreaming big, is something we do most when we are children. Yet, when we hit the teen-aged years, our dreams have gotten so beat up that we start to ‘Dream Safely’ or not at all.
For me, growing up in the inner city with teen-aged parents, I was counted out before I even started. In order to persevere, I had to have a spirit for survival in order to catapult me to the person I am today. Most people, who knew me, would meet me and never grasp the struggles I had growing up. Truly, I didn’t grasp them because I always saw the glass as half full, yet it could get empty if I didn’t hustle to make something happen.