I figure if there's ever a time when it's okay to toot your own horn it's probably on your own blog, which people can choose to read or not. Hee hee. Anyway, today in class I read aloud this paragraph of my essay & everyone seemed to really love it.
As I held my baby girl for the first time on Thanksgiving Day of that year, I felt a dizzying whirlwind of emotions come over me. Firstly, I was full to bursting with love. I looked into those gorgeous little eyes staring up at me, and I thought my heart would surely be unable to contain all the love pouring out of it. I was like a person who had never seen or heard of water, suddenly standing underneath Niagara Falls. I thought I would drown. The sweet child in my arms brought tears to my eyes and made me question every part of my being. I felt love, and I felt terrified.
I've discovered I may just be a good writer, and with a lot of work I could possibly be a great writer. This is such a new revelation to me. I took this class because it's required, but I am absolutely loving it. I can't wait to get to work on the next, surely challenging, writing assignment.
As I held my baby girl for the first time on Thanksgiving Day of that year, I felt a dizzying whirlwind of emotions come over me. Firstly, I was full to bursting with love. I looked into those gorgeous little eyes staring up at me, and I thought my heart would surely be unable to contain all the love pouring out of it. I was like a person who had never seen or heard of water, suddenly standing underneath Niagara Falls. I thought I would drown. The sweet child in my arms brought tears to my eyes and made me question every part of my being. I felt love, and I felt terrified.
I've discovered I may just be a good writer, and with a lot of work I could possibly be a great writer. This is such a new revelation to me. I took this class because it's required, but I am absolutely loving it. I can't wait to get to work on the next, surely challenging, writing assignment.
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