Last year I placed in the Utah Arts Council’s Original Writing Contest.
Writing is a rather solitary job. The kids can’t actively participate in what I’m doing. But this, they could celebrate with me. Throughout the ceremony Rory alternated between Lance and my laps. Her and Dax were so excited to see my certificate. And as you can tell, they both loved the food.
The Council asked me to come back and read from last year’s entry.
I did that today.
I’m so grateful for last year’s award.
Rory will not be able to hug me at any of my book releases.
She’ll never be able to tear open a box of my books with me.
But she was there with me for this.
That award will always be precious to me.
Because she was there.