Childhood’s Dreams Are Stronger Than Any Other

As a child, I found exploring exhilarating. In all its facets exploration leads to learning and new experiences, some amazing, some horrible and most ho-hum. Remember the first time you read a book that lit a fire in your imagination, heard a song that moved you, tasted a food that you love or hate, found a cave in the woods that no one else knows about. So many adventures to be had with a fresh heart and new eyes. This is where we mold ourselves.

This is where most stories that swirl inside my mind rest, with that inquisitive child who explores everything. I want to give myself the stories I craved as a young me. It is boldly selfish to think that my stories would have merit outside that but I feel like if I could be the spark for one young person than I have to try. To be an inspiration to a child to do something more than they dreamt before, that’s my dream.

This world is full of minds waiting to blossom and grow, my wish is to help them see the possibilities that lay in front of them. To show them that their potential is an unlimited fount of hope and joy if tapped. My greatest of all hopes is to be a scintilla of helping a child meet their life’s fullest potential.