Every year there is a literacy contest held by a magazine, Positive Thinking from January to February. It gives a chance armature writers can show off their writing. The subject they want is about warm and moving stories in a daily life.
The winners are honored with a prize and a medal. I also participated in the event with my wedding day, and then forgot it for a while. To my surprise I got a phone call fortunately that my story was admitted as one of winning works. I am very proud that sooner or later it will be printed there. A medal arrived at home last Friday with a prize.
I wrote what I felt at my wedding. My mother was the only one missing in my wedding because she had passed away when I was young. My father raised my sisters alone running a farm in the small village. I could guess how lonely a life he lived without my mother.
Seeing his tough life was the most unbearable ever all my life. As you know, the absence of a mother in a family influences the growth of children. I wrote my father's lonely life in my essay. Probably it might move their minds and bring me a good credit.
Meanwhile, I read 3 best essayes written by other writers. They were also good enough to be chosen. And then I read the review a literacy critic had given. In particular, the reviewer mentioned the difference between good and skillful writing. He pointed out that the former is a sincere attitude in using words and the latter is very artful in expression. I think what he meat is how it touches people's minds.
Reading his opinion, I hit upon what I'd like to write. Writing is the best way I heal my exhausting body and mind. Though the future makes us feel anxious, we should go our way like a lion. That's why I keep putting my life in writing.