And that right there is a page from a book I bought this weekend.

I had just bought this book, and as soon as Jose and I got into the car, I began flipping through it.  In love with it's simplicity, I read the words aloud to Jose.

"She turned her cant's into cans, and her dreams into plans."
"She not only saw a light at the end of the tunnel, she became that light for others."
"She colored her thoughts with only the brightest hues."

And oh God.  The tears.  They started to form.  On our way to the Honda dealership to pick up my car from getting an oil change, I had this pink book in my lap and a world of thoughts rushed through me.  I turned to Jose.  This is me.  Every bit of it!  Jose smiled at me and said "I know."  And then I got even MORE emotional.  I feel like if we had a little girl, I would give her this book when she was old enough to understand and say, baby... this is your mom.  This is how she dreamed and lived. 

I imagine moments in life like trailers.  Movie trailers.  Visuals that in a matter of 2 minutes tell you a story and typically make you feel something.  This book created a trailer of words that described me to the core.  Things I wish to be, things I already am, things I believe in.  I imagined my kid flipping through the book and making up adventures in her head of her mom.  Running with no reservations, and dreaming - sometimes foolishly, but always courageously.  A courageous, stubborn loving fool :)