Tough days make me cry, they make me shake, they make me tired and worn down, they make me vulnerable, they make me question my faith, they challenge how strong I am, they put life into perspective and make me realize my greatest fears.
Then they make me take a deep breath, they make me find hope and they make me move forward fighting the fear that follows because I realize that I have little control over what happens and all I can do is hope.
... and, sometimes-- at least this time-- what the Universe deals us is much better than all of the things I could have imagined.
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