purposed pain
You want the gory details don't you? you want to know the extent of the pain I endured know how many nights I cried how many miles I walked as I paced the floor...waiting...while wringing my hands Only when you know all this will my story have value If I didn't fall apart If I held my head above water If I survived it only means something, counts for something If you know I suffered Every great triumph emerges from darkness Only by fighting through a forest of adversity do we make it out into the bright vast meadow all scratched and bruised, yes but ALIVE and those wounds will heal and you will be left with a reminder in your heart that you made it that you endured Life is about learning who we are discovering how much we can take what we are made of we see who we choose to run to what we succumb to what awakens us what drives us to the edge of madness and what inspires us The more we learn, the more we know the more we can apply and the more we