47. Competition
Michelle
The difficult moment had arrived. It was the day of the qualifiers, and I was at an emotional crossroads. On one side was my daughter, who I support with all my heart. On the other, my student, who looks at me with affection and trust. Both little, both important to me.
"Are you okay, Susy?" I ask her gently. She seems like such a fragile girl, but I have seen her strength. She responds with a serene smile.
"Yes, Michez. Dad says I just have to do my best and what I've learned will come naturally. Have confidence."
I can't help but laugh at how confident she is. It seems like I'm the one who is going to compete, not her. However, I can't shake off the anxiety. The memory of my accident haunts me like a ghost that refuses to disappear. I was happy that day too,
