There's something eating at you, and maybe only you know. Some dream, a long-abandoned ambition you never let live.
It isn't too late.
Don't be the person who dies without ever trying. Please don't, because what you were made to do might just be what I need to see, hear, read, feel, experience.
There's a chance no one has ever told you, in which case I'll gladly fill you in: your gifts were not meant for only you. Your skills could do so much more than just bring you joy (which they should...the deep down kind.)
Your talent might just create the ripples in this stagnant sea that rocks the boat of someone's life enough to wake them...
To realize their own dream.
To live.
Don't be afraid of failing. There are hands to help you rise again to the place of trying.
Failure is life being lived, and rising is where courage is born.
I can't wait to see what you're made of.
I believe in you.
Always,
Laura Fran
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