No, I haven’t fallen and hit my head. I actually have a funny little hypothetical situation to share with all of you. (And greetings to all the new readers! Welcome, pull up a pillow and make yourself at home!)
We all know that when I say “hypothetical” I actually mean something that has happened, but I’m protecting the guilty…right? 😉
Anyway, let’s say something happened kinda like this:
Imagine, if you would, a young lady in high school. She’s full of energy, a head full of ideas and can’t imagine anything stopping her from reaching her goals. She has decided to become a lawyer. Politics are in her future and when asked during a government class, she quickly raises her hand and lets the class know that she has every intention of being the first female President of the United States.
And then life throws a few curveballs: family illnesses, career distractions, four children, a roadtrip through Mayo.
But fast-forward a few decades, and this young lady has found her energy again. But she’s discovered that the real power isn’t found at an address in Washington, D.C. The real power can be found right at your doorstep. Grassroots at its finest.
Idealistic? Perhaps. Realistic? Most definitely.
It’s all about making a difference, and you MUST start locally. Where you go from there is up to you!
Oh, and just to clarify…the young lady in our story isn’t eligible to run for President until the next election…just FYI, Mr. H! 😉