I was once lost and now I'm found. There was a point in my life when I was terrified, like I was in this dream, wandering aimlessly through life and not finding anyone to help me. Trudging through the darkness, with no ray of hope, and finding no friendly faces.
The remains of the old cathedral in Coventry stand not as a hollow testament to England’s defeat, but rather, as a glorious tribute to their victory over Nazi tyranny. In the same way, we must look to our scars as reminders of victory, not defeat. Your wounds are tokens of your strength in the face of darkness.
Being around those who are terminally ill is always awkward for me, but Hollie put people at ease immediately with her goofy sense of humor and her contagious laugh. She was all about laughing through the pain, smiling through the fatigue, pushing herself as long as physically possible, resting a while and then getting up and doing it all over again. We lost Hollie to cancer on Monday, June 19. Rest in peace, my friend. See ya soon.
You may be in a valley right now; you're debilitated, destitute, disheartened and depressed. Yeah, I get it. I've been there. But slow down, close your eyes, relax your heart rate, calm your breathing, whisper a prayer and force yourself to press on...step by step. You'll make it, and when you get to the mountaintop, fill your lungs with the crisp, clean air. Take in the view, for it will be wholly worth it, my friend.