  People often take for granted what God has given to them from the beginning. The heartaches and haunting nightmares only slowly seeps in when the love ones and favorite things get left behind or taken away.
I've only roam this earth for a very short period of time, not experiencing the full agenda that is made out for me. Yet I feel the heavy mile stones in every step of the way, dragging me down like a hundred ton of anchor to shore.
I find the strength to raise to the top, to take in the fresh air and beautiful sunlight that nature has provided. I find in me the memories and daily challenges to fight on. Loved ones by my side and the subtle reminders of bliss around me brace me for the wake in the mornings. The sounds of encouragements, the surreal portion in my head I seek comfort in, the soft whispers of promises and faith tugs at my heartstrings enables me to raise to the occasion each time, every waking hour.
Telling myself constantly that life is how I want to make it out to be. With no one we should trust, no one to depend on, but only the will to become better. Like an ugly duckling to a beautiful swan, a caterpillar to a ravishing butterfly, a stubborn calf to a adorable moo. These things I promise to myself. 
