This post is actually an answer to an old Daily Post prompt —
You’re embarking on a yearlong round-the-world adventure, and can take only one small object with you to remind you of home. What do you bring along for the trip?
But I’ll have to unpack the heart behind it first, and I wish to start with a confession:
I had lost the ability to dream.
This struck me one evening over pizza with my music ministry team/batch mates, last August 14. James (17 years old) asked me: “Ate, ano ang pangarap mo?” (“Big sis, what is your dream?”) I somewhat felt that it should’ve been an easy question to answer; like, surely, I am living out my dream, right?
… but what dream are we talking about? Or dreams, for that matter?
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Grand Dreams 