Time to Stand-Up (Part 2)
When we finally stand-up, we find our path forward.
The stakes for my bhad-bhabie-wanna-be-funny recital had just gotten exponentially higher. But after being labelled as “nothin’ but a quitter” by my Grandma Norman after ditching violin lessons, I knew I had to go through with it.
I breathed in and out, and tried to conjure up a silver lining. …