When I read it aloud again to the whole group I held it together, but left my audience speechless. They were so moved, especially since most of them know my daughter personally. The class decided that I should read my story to the entire group when we rejoined everyone that afternoon, as it was an inspirational piece. Only three people were going to be chosen to share that day, so I was both humbled and slightly nervous about standing among my peers. But I knew it would be a great way to practice my public speaking skills so when everyone filtered into the college auditorium I summoned up my courage and walked up to the microphone ready to go. (Little did I know that the district superintendent was sitting in the audience at the time) Overall it went well, and a few people left a little teary eyed, which I took as a compliment that I can move people with my words.
The picture you see here was not from the writing institute, but from the public reading that I attended in July at the River's End Booktore.