I love a good dream. Who doesn't? But even as I child I never bought into the idea that wonderful things would just be bestowed upon me. Sure, Daddy called me his pretty princess, but without a throne or a principality to rule, it was like being a royal in exile.No one curtsies or showers you with gifts. But that has taught me to be a pragmatist. Yes there are beautiful, wonderful things in the world, and everything is possible, but that requires effort; sometimes, massive