We walked along a side street. I was with the big girls, a Kindergarten mom whom I already love and her sweet little girl. A man up ahead crouched down on the sidewalk near a pile of garbage bags. He wrestled with an old door that had been tossed out with the trash, placed it flat on the concrete. And he pulled a green Sharpie from his pocket and wrote words: Become Your Dream. I smiled so big when I saw this. And we all stopped. We moms took pictures with our phones as our little girls giggled and danced. Become. Your. Dream.
There is inspiration everywhere.