There's a really happy lie that we all like to believe in, "We are going to be remembered." And thus we take measured steps and restrain ourselves to dream of achieving goals which only the "world glorifies". We count on our loved ones to spend a substantial amount of time mourning over our death. But the fact is, life goes on. With time, people learn to move on. A time comes when they will no longer care. My point is, is it
worth it to sacrifice our dreams in order to appease our loved ones?
Nothing's worse than the regret you feel in your deathbed. "I wish I'd had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life other people expected of me." as Shannon L.Alder beautifully puts it. We've got this one life, a beautiful opportunity, a blessing to create something magnificent in order to leave our footprints in the sands of time. Your dreams matter. Big or small. So go for it, be selfish enough to make yourself happy. At the end of the day, that is what matters.