I always love when someone tells me that something is impossible and will NEVER happen. A little internal smile makes its way to the surface of my face and motivates me to change “impossible” to “I’m possible”. It’s never a question of “who’s going to let me?” It’s more a matter of “who’s going to stop me?” Cue pensive laughter and the tapping of fingers together.
Just thank these impossible-sayers for their time and walk on by. They have no idea what you’re capable of, that you are limitless. Let them use their blinders on their own lives. You live yours out loud and celebrate your goodness. You got this.
Christa Avampato 