When it comes to work it is easy. I have no problem asking for help. Why do I find it so difficult then to ask when it really means something to me? The gremlins enter my mind. Telling me that I am not worthy or deserving of what my heart is calling for. "Who am I?" the little voice whispers.
Who am I this voice asks?
I am someone who is pushing forward
Gaining courage and strength to reach for her dreams
I am someone who wears a smile proudly on her face
And has a skip in he step every once in awhile
I am brave
And I am fearless
I am someone that will no longer be afraid to ask
I will leap
And I will fly