Fighting to resume my life, with every ounce of stubborness within me.
Doing my best to heal from all the medical problems of this past year, especially.
Walking upright, mind being held by a deepened faith, delving constantly into musical interludes, developing poetry.
Always wanting to be there so I can live in the hope of promises made by our Lord before I was born.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem