… All the positive, all the resilience, all that talk… It’s as much for me, maybe, mostly for me, as it is for all of you…

there are days, days upon days sometimes, or every beginning is difficult, angst/filled, I’m not sure what the next step should be…

It’s as if I’m lying on the ground, facedown, brow in the crook of my arm, tears sting, throat, dry, not sure, not sure.

I have serious ideas about where the struggle comes from… But only one place where they good comes from… From Love, from Faith, really…from God,

That is all, that’s all I have.