One day I will be an old woman with long silver hair, magical tattoos, eyes full of light and life, and lots of laugh wrinkles. My children’s children will lay out with me under the stars by a camp fire on a sea shore. We will listen to the waves make music as I tell them my stories of wild adventures, of lived dreams, of conquered fears, and a full life lived. I will inspire journeys of their own. This is the dream of all my dreams.