As I look at this cardboard sign I wrote with my own trembling hands, a mixture of paralyzing fear and overwhelming hope takes hold of me. I’ve been preparing for this moment for months, years perhaps, and now that it’s just hours away, it all seems surreal.
The clock on the wall ticks slowly. It is the night before the biggest day of my life. As I look at this cardboard sign I wrote with my own …
As I look at this cardboard sign I wrote with my own trembling hands, a mixture of paralyzing fear and overwhelming hope takes hold of me. I’ve been preparing for this moment for months, years perhaps, and now that it’s just hours away, it all seems surreal. Read More
