I feel in need of a weekend to recover from my weekend, so the fact that today is only Monday is depressing me slightly. My cousin was married this weekend and although I didn’t stand-up with her in the wedding, I was a lector, so I ended up feeling as if I was in the wedding party, save the fact that I didn’t have to fork out lots of $ for a dress I’ll never wear again.
I was hardly nervous about being a lector…until I it was time to read. I honestly didn’t feel internally nervous, but my hands and legs shook uncontrollably. I tried to focus on being poised and keeping my voice from quivering. Thank goodness I was standing in front of a wide and sturdy ambo, my shaking went unnoticed. Someone even said I was a natural speaker. If they only knew. First and last time I do that.