I remember being in second grade and writing a letter to myself to open at a later date. We were instructed to write two things: (a) what we wanted to be when we grew up, and (b) where we saw ourselves upon high school graduation. I opened that letter the day I graduated high school and read this sentence: "I want to go to Brigham Young University and be a financial planner". Not I want to be a fireman, or I want to be a princess, or I want to be famous. No. At the age of eight years old, I found myself being frighteningly realistic for a child. Now here I am -- 12 years later -- trying to decide what to do with that dream. Through high school the dream evolved to include New York and working on Wall Street. Then it changed to a cupcake shop, then a wedding planning business, then a life in San Francisco. I have faced more uncertainty about my future since opening that letter then all the time before it. Life gets more unsure every day, yet more exciting. Some days I crawl in my bed longingly for my easy 8-year-old life. But now, as I write this a week before my 20th birthday, I am excited with all my options. I know that I could be anyone I wanted to be and if I don't like it, I have the options to stop and start again. I could be an accountant, a wedding planner, a cupcake baker, and any other thing I want to be, because I have the drive and determination to find my passion. Those two qualities are how you make a dream your reality. Dreams are conquered through a person's own willingness to sacrifice and get where she wants, not through luck. So just keep dreaming and make your dreams your reality.