Not long ago I was returning from a meeting on the eighth floor of a high-rise office complex. I stepped into the elevator and pressed Main. On the seventh floor the elevator picked up another passenger. The passenger looked at me and said, "I know you." I was puzzled, as I couldn't remember her.
She explained: "About ten years ago at a conference we had a chat about my dream to publish a book of poetry. I was working full time back then but writing poetry was my passion. You advised me to keep writing and set a goal to publish my work."
She continued, "It's interesting we meet again in an elevator as after our meeting we took an elevator to another conference room. On that elevator were two young children. You said to them, "Remember this woman, someday she will be famous. She is writing a book of poetry.'"
By the time we reached the main floor, I recalled that first meeting. As we got off the elevator, she smiled and said, I just published my first book. A few days later I received a gift in the mail. It was the book, "Lyrics, Hopes and Dreams." by Tamara Campbell. A fitting title for a book which began with a dream, a bit of hope and a lot of poetry.