I love to read. I’ve been reading since I was four. When my parents would tell me lights out, I would hide under my covers with a flashlight and a book reading until I fell asleep. Rebellion! I have stories that I want to tell and I love that I have found an outlet for those stories. I am a full time mom, wife, and student so the time I have to write is scarce, but I take advantage whenever possible. I am enamored with my husband who is my inspiration. He is an entrepreneur and a fantastically successful one at that. His reputation is outstanding because he truly loves what he does and cares about the outcome of his work and the happiness of his clients. That’s what I want for myself. I want people to read my work and love my writing. Not only the story itself, but how I write, the flow and essence of what I am saying with the clicks of my keyboard. My three children also inspire me, but in a much different way. I have two boys that are as different as night and day, and I want them to be inspired by my husband and I. I want them to aspire to do whatever it is they want to do with their life; my oldest has professed that he wants to get paid to play and design video games. While that wouldn’t be my first choice for him, many children decide to go in a completely different direction than what their parents want or expect for them. All I hope for is that he will commit and strive to do his best and be the best. My youngest son and middle child has aspirations that stretch from one end of the spectrum to the other. He wants to be an NBA player and a veterinarian. He has already started on his NBA career. He practices day after day on his dribbling skills and wants a basketball goal so he can practice on his shooting game. I know the odds of making it to the NBA, but for all the odds that are against him, there is also the chance he will make it. But he has to work for it. Finally there is my daughter. I want her to have the world. I want her to be strong willed, strong minded and strong bodied. I want her to reach for her dreams and her goals and never listen to anyone who says that she can’t do it or she shouldn’t try. Not even herself, because we are sometimes our own worst enemy, our own worst critic. But we have to ask the question, If we don’t believe in ourselves and try to reach our limit or even break past it, then what are we living for? Life is not about mediocrity. It’s about living and living better.