There is a moment trapped between grand ideas and small actions, where the dreams that were nothing more than a fanciful wish, suddenly become aparant. For me, for this journey it was the second I was staring down the large empty traincar, knowing that the shame of quitting my dream and abandoning my greatest desires would be a greater pain than stepping forward.
The dare is one of the strongest inventions of man. The pain from losing a a dare is nothing but pride, but the greatest strides of man have begun with a dream and, of course, a friend to dare them along. when one dares himself, the consequences of failure are bleak. One either has the choice to remain in his station or return to a life that is a memory of limitations.
Yes, there have been many moments on this journey so far that I have wished that I could have never imagined leaving a comfortable life to try to change the world for better. Maybe the ultimate truth in this matter is that I left anfullfilling life to save myself.
Tommorow I will meet a man who gives himself every day to save kids who are battered and abandoned. As I sit here in a bar in Dallas trying to think of pertinant questions for the man II will meet tommorow the only words I can think of is "Thank You".
There are heros we just have to find them
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