A while back, I published a prayer for the USNA Class of 2020. It was just one of those times when I just had to write something in a way that all writers must do.
As I often do with pieces I write, once I completed it, I walked away, then came back to it for another read. I made some tweaks and published it. I received some good feedback (including some sharp editors who pointed out errors) and cleaned it up.
Once it was truly complete, I read it again. And something inside me said, “there’s one more thing to do.” I felt compelled to make into a video with someone narrating it, a soft music bed behind it and images of the Academy rolling by.
The music was easy. The images were simple enough, too. The narration … not so much. I read it myself and, even though I hate my voice, I realized it wasn’t just that I was reading it, but that it needed a softer edge. It needed a woman’s touch.
I’m humbled and pleased to say that my USNA friend Lisa Waldo agreed to do the honors and I couldn’t be more thrilled. So as the USNA Class of 2020 goes through its final Brigade Reform, here it is, without further adieu:
I’ll say this prayer often over the next several months and likely for years to come. I have to come to grips with the reality that this crazy roller coaster ride is headed toward the final stretch.