I Survive
by Mickey Willard
I am here.
I survive.
I want to LIVE life.
I will not dwell in the past.
I look forward to every new day.
Each experience has become fresh.
Each touch, sweeter.
Each moment I am alive, a blessing.
I acknowledge my mortality,
I do not wallow in it.
I rejoice in my family.
Their love, my strength.
I delight in my friends.
Their support, my foundation.
I am grateful to my God.
His blessing, my life.
I am so grateful this site was here to let me vent all of my frustrations on. A wonderful outlet for raw emotions. I have never been much of a journal keeper, but this really helped me through a really rough time in my life.