The Magic of Shared Dreams

My daughter refused to sleep unless the story princess looked like her best friend Amara.

Every book had the same princess, so I made up Princess Zara from Morocco.

Zara talked to the stars, and soon we had stories from Japan and waterfalls

in Brazil. Bedtime became a ritual. She asked about different countries and

different ways people celebrate. Her teacher called. Maya was sharing her stories and

the whole class was hooked. She realized kids everywhere dream the same dreams.

We are all beautifully connected.