A sore heart

Sometimes there is this sore inside you that .. that ... it's so hard for you to put the soreness into words....to express how sad the feeling is, you know?

Just talked to Mom ... things aren't going very well at home ... but the numerous times I have thanked God for being me... you have no idea... *smiles*

I thank God for the positive outlook I have in life even when things are down
I thank God for the belief that I put in every problem, that there is always a solution to it
I thank God for the strong faith that was bequeathed upon me, the faith that has brought me a long way
I thank God for the short memory that I have for I tend to forgive and forget easily
I thank God for empowering me with the strength that I have within, to overcome the trials and tribulations that I have encountered
I thank God for all the twists of fate, for every fate, I believe, happens for a reason and it is always for the better
I thank God for preserving the capabilities in me to go on courageously

Here is something to share, something that I hold on to:

The earth is empty.
The trees once thick with blossom stand dead against the bitter sky.
The streams are frozen.
The heart has lost all hope.
But see-along the branches
new buds appear and greeness pushes through the ground unnoticed
Spring may be slow-
but will at last return

-by A Gift of Hope given to me by my Darling

Lish dear, Ian will be fine and do have faith in that little boy. My heart goes out to him but he is one hell of a fighter, remember that!