For the past 15 years, I did not set a goal for myself. I stopped dreaming of big things for myself. I mean intangible things —-personal achievements, adulation, recognition, awards, no, nothing of that sorts. I had dreams, but more like mother dreams. Good wishes for my children. Prayers for their welfare. Good health for my family and relatives, peace on earth, reversal of global warming.
I started thinking small. I removed any grand ambitions for self-promotion. My thoughts are just wishing, hopong, praying that my children would be safe, healthy, free. That they’ll find contentment and happiness where ever they may be.
