How many times have I wondered why I was different? How many times have I wondered what was wrong with me? How many times have I wept and not known why? How many times have I felt all alone, evenb in a room full of people? How many times have I wondered why me? I wonder why I was asked to endure all the things I was asked to endure, and then I remember, there are many others who have been asked to endure much more than I. I must be grateful for the things I have. My life could have been much worse than it has been. I may feel weak. I know that can't be true though. I survived. It takes a strong person to survive, and I only came to understand that . I only pray that Creator will continue to provide me with the strentgh to contine my journey.
Bravewmn (PTSD disabled) |
