My life has been a struggle from early on. A child who was the oldest of three, meant to protect and nurture that was me.

I have never let go or lost my tenacity to fight. I never stood by and I never lost my light.

I have fought to be, to move, to defend, and given care to others until their end.

I have always believed and known God’s love and care. I have walked through hard times knowing that He was always there.

I am proud of the strength given to me, of a faith built on a foundation that has stood the tests before me.

I am proud to say and know, that God is in my life, my soul He keeps, even when my heart weeps.

There is nothing to fear, no reason to quit. No giving up, I just breathe and continue bit by bit.

Of that I am most proud, my ability to keep going and not fall down and stay. HE is always whispering to me, I’ve got you, get up and on your way…