…that podium at 11 and my uncle was recording me, I caught a glimpse of my mother in the background. And 13 years ago, in the midst of all the “aws” and laughs, I could see that she was the only one that cried.What to do when your Writing Voice Doesn’t Match Your Personality7826Veronica Huerta FosterLinda CarollFeb 11, 2019·1 min readBless her heart. And yours, too. ❤