I used to think I wanted to make something of myself.
I used to think I’d be happy if I made a name for myself…if I became something…something other than what I already am.
Turns out all I really want to do is make others happy…to put a smile on someones face and know I was part of it.
I used to want to do something that defined a false desired image of myself.
It’s really amazing to just accept you for who you really are…and embrace it.