There were so many times I didn’t think I would make it..
When I thought heartbreak, life or failure would finally overwhelm me.
The days when everything that could go wrong did and it took everything I had just to keep going.
People would tell me I’m strong, brave or whatever word they chose to use..
I just called it survival.
I didn’t have the answers and I rarely knew the way, all I knew for sure was that I couldn’t quit.
Underneath the misery and past the darkness in my life was a flickering light that kept calling to me..
It would whisper to me amidst my struggle..
“Don’t give up.”
Every time I wanted...