To my friends, you who
listen to me,
who ask me how my day is going,
who hug me when I'm down,
who help me to laugh at life,
who tell me that I'm missed,
who watch movies with me and buy me dinner,
who attempt to distract me from the chaos of my current life with
flowers,
home cooked meals,
unexpected treats,
random visits involving board games,
getting me out of the house,
drinks on you,
ice cream,
and silly random text messages.
Who remain by my side
while I feel like I'm trapped and just wandering in a deep dark forest.
To you, I want to say thank you for believing in me
and affirming good things that you see and I don't.
You are a lifeline during hard times.
Today, I remembered that I am a fighter.
I remembered that I once upon a time was someone who
was able to take rage and malcontent
and channel surging negative energy
into forward motion and change.
I have decided that I'm not going to give up here
without one heck of a fight.
I am not defeated. Wounded and bloody, yes.
Somewhat battle-hardened, but not defeated.
Things are going to turn around.
I'll get by with a little help from my friends.
1 comment:
This made my teary with happiness...I love you! You go kick some ass, Sharon Stringer!
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