Dream Big

A confession: I have been known to give interviews and acceptance speeches in my car. Nowadays when people see me talking to myself in the car, they probably think I'm using a hands-free device. A decade ago, people just thought I was crazy. Well, I am. I have given exclusive interviews to Oprah, Terri Gross, Ira Glass, and occassionally Barbara Walters. I have accepted Oscars, Emmys, Pulitzer's and once in a blue moon I have won the Pillsbury Bake-Off.

I have excelled in many fields. I am an expert on any field, on any given day. I am really quite fabulous. I have directed, written, studied and researched everything. Oprah really likes me. My answers never sound pretentious or rehearsed. I'm that likable. I really can't get over me.

Another confession: I haven't given any interviews or speeches in my car for a long time. I hope that doesn't mean my dreams are going away. That would be sad. Maybe I just have smaller dreams now. I probably won't win any awards or get interviewed by Oprah. I might, however, see my kids go through college. Maybe the million dollar prize at the Pillsbury Bake-Off isn't going to be direct deposited into my bank account. I think I have a shot at opening a small business. Big dreams are important, of course, but mostly unattainable. I'm finding I'm more excited about a small dream, custom built by me for me. Reaching for the stars is good. For me, reaching for that perfect apple on that branch that's just a little bit out of range is feeling pretty good, too.