“Start every day with your why and go to bed thinking about your why.”
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~ Elizabeth ~
We had just stepped out of the Uber when I turned around and paused—
Wait… a university?
“Yes, University of Miami,” Mom said, as if she’d heard the thoughts swirling in my mind. She pointed at the signpost just ahead.
“He works here?” I asked, a bit taken aback.
“Yes,” she nodded, walking ahead with firm steps. I followed close behind, the soft clink of my wedge slippers echoing against the paved ground.
“Your pass, ma’am,” a burly officer said, stretching his hand out. His eyes were stern, but not unkind.
Mom reached into her embroidered handbag and produced a card, which he examined for a moment before nodding.
“You can go,” he said, stepping aside and opening the gate.
We strolled in, ta
