im at a place where i see in perfect contrast the 28 year old woman i was who was asked to co-judge a writing contest at the library my mother helped to build while I was in the state hospital.
i chose two stories, one was a somewhat rambling but npw ig hr didnt thenut i tjpught it was sensitive and interesting.
i was afraid to explain to my mother that I had problems with my wrini
especially at that time, and i didnt feel competent to do this for ther.
So, the other judge, a woman slightly older, expressed surprise at mt picks but did not hurt me.
The long and short of this is that i worried all my life about that young wom as n
At that point my own writing was next to nil and i probably misjudged and probably scsndakized everybody.
I do apologize if anybody was hurt and i wish i could done better.
yes i did go to Harvard but i had problems with my British-American writing, sometimes excellent l
sometines lackluster.
i pray that the Lord worked that situation to the good then and if not that he does so now.
Bless Brandywine Community Library.
i have some other reports to make in the next
few hours.
Thix was the kind of thing that used to make me suicidal but i am lrarning to exptess mydrlf instead.
i pray that it worked out okay for that young girl long ago.
it was a wart-mole thing. That was so serious.
