Public speaking.

As a former teacher, and a person who loves the spot light, I am awful at public speaking; especially if it includes an emotional matter.

So yeah, the irony.

Yesterday, I cried my way through it at my Aunts memorial ceremony.

Quite frankly I can't believe I said anything.

Nonetheless...

I was aptly named after my mother's 2 sisters.

Cynthia Elizabeth.

Or more well known as Cindy and Bette.

Classy and sassy and bad assy if you will.

I couldn't be more proud to share their monikers.

Or reputations.

So that is why I will always show up for them and for "us" as I know they will do and have done for me.

Back to NY I go, but I know the Midwest will also be with me, always; and same here,East coast repping.

I have your back as I know you have mine.

Midwest plus East Coast?

Best match.

Xoxo,

Cynthia Elizabeth.