Sometimes we ask ourselves Why?
Why do I continue to smile, to give, to live?
Why do I continue to stand, despite the ferocity of the wind that keeps blowing, that keeps slapping against my face, creating a pressure that says ‘fall’?
Why I don’t I listen to those who call me a fool because I continue to love despite my hurt?
I don’t know what tomorrow brings;
I don’t know if my troubles will seize or if my sorrows will continue.
But this much I do know – I will continue to hold out, I will continue to press on, until my blessing comes.
The way you see me today is not going to be the way you will see me tomorrow because there is a victory to be won!