Those who are close to me know that I’ve been under some pretty intense pressure and stress in the last month due to my work. There have been days when I questioned if it’s worth striding forward. I haven’t been able to eat, sleep, or function properly at all. It’s a situation where you take one step forward, and then 3 steps back, over and over again.

The feeling of defeat is never a good one. I remind myself every day that “what doesn’t kill you will only make you stronger.” Yet, it doesn’t ever get easier. I’m not one to easily give up, and so, I always end up choosing to persevere.

To persevere, according to, is “to maintain a purpose in spite of difficulty, obstacles, or discouragement.” I really think this is an acquired skill, as well as an attitude, that is built up only through hardships and challenges. As a parent, I would hope to prepare Bridgette for many failures in her life, to teach her how to persevere and move forward, to see the possibilities in the impossible.

There is a very simple motivation behind me everyday, helping me to persevere…

Bridgette is the one that unintentionally keeps everything in perspective for me. She is the reason I have learned to see the good in the bad, the glass half full instead of half empty, the rainbows behind the dark clouds.

And Alan…..Alan is the ground that holds me steady. He is my source of comfort, my voice of reason, no matter what the situation may be. He is the one that responds with “I will always support you and your decisions” when he knows I am in a troubled state, about to make a serious decision that may or may not be right. His faith and trust in me empowers me, and though I may never express it enough to him, he is the most giving, amazing, selfless person I have ever met. This blog is written for Bridgette to read when she is older, and I want her to know. I want her to see her daddy for the strong, loving man that he is. I want her to never forget all that he has done for our family, and to be as grateful and appreciative as I am, for having him in our lives.

And with that…I continue to persevere, because I know there is a light at the end of every tunnel, and that no matter what, I have my family behind me.





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