Surviving, it’s a true miracle to survive. It takes up
courage and a whole lot of hope to look forward to another day and surviving
the worst. I survive every day, and though I am never rewarded for such an
effort, in my heart I know I’ve accomplished something great. The world need
not know about it, but I know I did all that was in my power to get past the
challenges life had to throw my way today. Waking up every morning is a hard
task to accomplish indeed, because as soon as my eyes open to the morning rays
of sunshine I wonder what I’ll look forward to today. Will I make a difference
in the world; perhaps the entire population will appreciate my existence. Will I
win the lottery, and as I hope, will money be the answer to all of my problems?
Will I suddenly grow 2 more inches in height? Do I make a small change today
that’ll contribute to my community? Perhaps I’ll meet the love of my life
today.
I survive, even though I don’t accomplish any of the above
listed tasks, I know deep down I had the ability to break down and lose hope at
this cruel world, I had the right to get mad at my fate and every chance life
had to pull down to the ground, I stood up again with my head held high and my
shoulders straight. Oh no, it’s never easy to do that. The little spark of hope
we all see is tiny in comparison to the gloom and doom we witness every day. No
I am not on a wheel chair, nor do I have cancer. For that matter I’m perfectly
normal. I live with a perfectly normal family (but what’s perfect?) and an
almost complete life. Survival isn’t only for those who go through drastic
changes in life anymore; I say I survived because I had the courage to look
forward to a better future, to a better life.
I say I survived because I thank Him I was given a chance to
live today and that hopefully I’ll be given another chance to live tomorrow. I
look forward to life, with a determination to face all the challenges it has to
throw my way ..
