A few years ago, our family moved to North Carolina's Outer Banks for the clean air, the natural beauty, and of course, the beach. We live on an island west of the Atlantic Ocean that sticks out into the Sound. Our planned community is evenly divided between homesites that are either on sound or canal and homesites like ours that are interior. There is no public beach access that allows dogs. But a section of the neighborhood is a designated wetland with about a half a mile of sandy soundfront beach. It can only be accessed from one homesite that has a new house on it that is currently for sale. We have been using their backyard as an access point to the beach. It's about the only place nearby where we can let our Sheltie, Brue, run free without a hassle. And the sunsets are awesome. In the last nor'easter just before Thanksgiving, the erosion of this access point was significant, prompting the owner to order that the rear of the property be bulkheaded. I had resigned myself to eventually losing access to this precious resource. But not my wife. Diane noted that in that last storm, quite a bit of construction debris washed ashore. She scoped out where uplands from the nearest road were separated from the beach by a minimum of wetlands. It was only about fifty yards to transit. Each day we walked the dog, she had both arms full with lumber of every size and description. I have to admit, I pooh-poohed her efforts as wasted. I judged her goal to be unreachable. But happily, she didn't quit. She had a vision. And it wasn't until the last board was layed connecting sand to upland that I realized how powerful her commitment to reaching her goal actually was. We had a boardwalk (literally) to our beach.
This personal event reminded me of how powerful goal setting can be. If you believe in your vision, like Diane believed in hers, nothing is impossible. What is your goal? Even if others around you scoff, if you believe in your dream, your dream will come true.