But I don’t deserve this!

Dear friend,

Last week I descended from a bus and a cheer went up. Young men and women lined the entrance to the hotel waving flags and pompoms. They heralded our arrival with shouts of welcome. Walking past the cheering lineup I was embarrassed and surprisingly choked with emotion. Struggling back tears and feeling slightly uncomfortable, we passed along the row of smiling faces into the beautiful hotel lobby. I looked back at the cheerleaders, wondering why I felt guilty and emotional!

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