You’re my timid side.
You’re my afraid to fail.
You’re my “If I can’t ace it on the first go, I want nothing to do with it.”
You’re my let me really think about this…
You’re my easy smile.
You’re my eager to please and afraid to let you down.
You’re my child.
And you’re their grandchild.
And you will always have an audience to cheer and encourage you.
Even when the wind blows and we can’t feel our faces.
Because, let’s face it, at least we don’t have to run.
For as nervous and fearful as you were.
For how you sucked it up and tried something new, which I know is incredibly difficult for you to do…
For how you tried your best and never gave up…
I am so proud of you … for just being YOU.