Many years ago--more than a decade--I came across an article about the Ballymaloe Cookery School in County Cork, Ireland, and imagined what an amazing experience it would be to attend.
I was in the thick of raising two children by myself and dreaming was all I could do--it was all I could ever imagine I'd do. Ballymaloe isn't cheap. But more than just the cash money, there's the time away from everything else: from being a single mother, from working to support three people, from trying to establish a career.
Fast forward fifteen years. I remarried--a great guy. My youngest graduated from high school. I'm burned out from my work and desperately want a new career. My husband said, "remember that dream?" Then he pushed me to make it happen.
I leave in 45 days to pursue that dream. I'm headed to Ballymaloe. Sometimes if you wish long enough and get a little lucky, dreams do come true.