At the end of the journey,
the light gets brighter,
and you can see more clearly,
and the glow is warm and inviting.

My scars remind me of the tough,
and disastrous moments that,
when they happened,
I thought would be the end of life.

I never thought I'd get where I am,
there wasn't a sure path in front of me,
I took each day as an adventure,
and, most days, only had guiding ideas.

The thought that I'd find my way,
that nothing could make me fail,
that my family offered a...