For too many years, I tried to pleased everyone and finally lost sight of me. I chased dreams that had only been words whispered from my father and yet I took them on as my primary mission in life. I only lost all chasing a PhD. When I finally realized that what was meant for me would catch up with me, I cried. Through the decades that passed, I only dreamed of one time accomplishing this dream so at last I would have time to spend with art. As a child, I lost to draw but soon realized that I must accomplished what my father said I had to do. I must go to college. Indeed I went to college I stayed for forty years. In the mean time, I purchased paint, collected art instructions books, tapes and DVD's and only hoped that one that, I could do the art. As I approach year 60 of my life, I have stopped trying to please people and strop chasing dreams. Although these dreams have not died, I realized that what is meant for you will come ...