Every girl dreams dreams. Even as girls grow up, a part of them still holds on to their dreams. A part of that little girl still remains in the growing woman you see.

I'm 22 now. I don't know how old people perceive me to be. When I was a teenager, people used to say I seemed older. Now that I have hits my 20s, people tell me I still am like a kid sometimes. Hmmm.. maybe I haven't aged one bit. (Yeah right!)

I've been back to thinking lately. Been trying to sort things out in my head. I asked for time off to settle things down, but somehow, I don't know, there still seems to be a whole mess to plough through.

I think about the things people see about me in my life. I love my music; singing, playing, dancing. I like what I study, I really want to be a doctor. And yes, I love my God. These things seem to be my life. Church, ministry, serving, med school. That's about it.

But hidden under all that, I still have dreams. Dreams I probably won't talk about here for they really are too personal. Dreams I wish would come true. Dreams I hold on to but never, ever talk about.

Sometimes, I wish I could go live on the clouds. Beyond the rainbow. Where happy little blue birds fly.

Make My Life A Sacrifice
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