Some times I ask myself, do I have the strength necessary to maintain hope during the storm? Because hope in the hour of joy is easy, but in the hour of darkness oh how hard it is to maintain when every ray of sunshine is buried behind wave and storm.


It would be so much easier to smile if I could see a ray of light at the end of the tunnel, but when you tell me it will be a whole week before you will be able to take me for ride how can you expect me to smile? Could you smile if you were in my little shoes?