My voice may tremble. The pit of my stomach might fill with discomfort. My heart may race. My hands may shake. The outcomes may not go as planned, but maybe, they’ll turn out beautifully. Even when I feel fear, I will choose to be brave.
My voice may tremble. The pit of my stomach might fill with discomfort. My heart may race. My hands may shake. The outcomes may not go as planned, but maybe, they’ll turn out beautifully. Even when I feel fear, I will choose to be brave.
Roots & Hope 
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