Everyday I feel as if I am on a stage. Each movement is part of a performance that will be judged by my audience, the world. It causes me to constantly have butterflies in my stomach and make everything perfect.
Daddy do you remember when I made you this? This badly construted card with very badly drawn pictures? I remember. I remember how much heart I put into it. I wanted you to know how much loved you and I still feel the same way today.