Somewhere behind me my husband was standing frozen at the head table, and I did not turn to look at him, because the walk was not for him.

It had taken me eight years to understand that almost nothing I’d done had ever really been for me.

This walk was.

Every step of it.

I stepped to the podium and took the microphone.

“For years I preferred to work out of the public eye, because I believed real impact doesn’t require a spotlight.