The Lonely Journey

Last night, I had a dream where I got to be with my dad.

In the dream, I was having car trouble, and just like he always used to do, my dad was working behind the scenes to make sure things were taken care of (and paid for).

The dream took a strange turn, though. Suddenly, I was facing something hard. Something I didn’t think I could do. And my dad was there, steady as ever, believing in me when I didn’t believe in myself.

The funny thing is, the feeling in my dream matched what I wrote about last week. It was the comfort of knowing someone has your back, even without asking.

And the timing wasn’t lost on me. Right before falling asleep, I felt an overwhelming loneliness. Loneliness in this journey of entrepreneurship. Loneliness in building something only I can see. Even in marriage, there are moments when I feel that gap. Where I can’t share what excites me, because it just doesn’t make sense.

That’s why the dream meant something. It was a reminder that I’m not as alone as I feel. That belief (someone else’s or my own) still matters.

If I zoom out, the takeaway is sometimes we carry people with us after they’re gone. Their belief shows up in the moments we most need it. Whether it’s entrepreneurship, faith, or family, the hard roads we travel can feel lonely at times. The trick is remembering who’s walking with us, seen or unseen.