When I was a little girl I remember wanting to be two things more than anything: a romance writer and the first Caymanian in space. I was blessed to become the first one, but I haven’t given up my dream of going in space.

Over the years people thought I was crazy to want to be a romance writer. Flash forward to 2012 and booya! Look who’s a romance writer. Now it’s on to crazy dream number two.

Image courtesy of Victor Habbick at FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Image courtesy of Victor Habbick at FreeDigitalPhotos.net

I was thrilled when Virgin Airlines announced their plans of trips to space. The day I found out about the trips to space, I decided my 50th birthday gift to myself would be a plane ride to space. I’m celebrating my 41st birthday in a couple of week, so that gives me 9 years. Enough time for them to figure out how to make it work, and for me to afford the trip.

It’s not exactly how I planned: doing a space walk, getting an unobstructed view of Earth and the moon, and a trip on the spaceship USS Enterprise, but I’ll take it. Okay, I threw in that last one to make sure you were paying attention. πŸ™‚

The moral of this blog post? Don’t let anyone talk you out of your dreams not matter how crazy they are.

Do you have a dream people think is crazy? I’d love to hear it!