When I was younger, Dad used to bring me to his work where I would stay all day, contented reading my book while watching him work. I would sit on his executive chair, share his table, be amused with his collection of highlighters and stationeries. Somehow a dream was formed in my head that someday, I, too could have those.
Years later, this is where I am. I got my own office. I got a title. I got my own chair, table, and gadgets. It still feels surreal.
It all started with a good example, then dreams were formed; I worked hard to be where I am and it paid off.
I am one blessed lady and I will forever be grateful for that. I have been through a lot of ups and downs as life's not smooth-sailing. But I never gave up. I cried, weeped, and lamented over frustrations. I prayed hard and fervently. And God heard.
Press on. Follow your dreams. Continue to set goals. ;)
