These five things

I had a dream last night. I was sitting on a picnic table, talking to a little Thai boy. I remember it felt like I knew him well, that he was smart and that I was or would be someone with influence over his life.

I asked him what he wanted to be when he grew up. He answered, but I can’t remember what he said. I do remember feeling like as he said it I could feel that he was supposed to be exactly what he wanted, as far-fetched as it was.

I began to get tears in my eyes and he was unfazed. I told him to listen carefully and he did.

“You can do this. You will do this. But you must remember these five things,” I said, my words breaking a little as I fought the urge to cry.

“Never be afraid to dream big.”
“Never be afraid to ask for more.”
“Never be afraid to ask for help.”
“Never be afraid to say I love you.”
“Never be afraid of fear.”

In between each of the five commands I told him stories or explained, but I can’t remember what I said, only that as I got closer to the end it got harder and harder not to cry. I don’t know why. Then the tears came and I woke up.