Her soft voice offered a hint of reassurance. Adrenaline rush mirrored a NASCAR member. Full-court press perspiration and anticipation of the unknown; fear and anxiety married.

Eyes closed to focus and relax my breathing.

Her hand gently touched my shoulder. Our eyes met. She smiled.

It’s over. Wisdom teeth extracted.

Shelly Eady is an emerging writer with an abundance of faith, courage and a heart’s desire. Her goal is to enrich, inspire, and encourage others to dream through the art of creativity.