Light at the end of the tunnel
After all the struggle I can see the light....yes the famous light! I don't believe I am at the end of the tunnel but I am close and I can see the light. I am happy...yes..but jubilant...no!Its almost a sigh. It was a long fight. There were so many emotions involved...some that will stay with me. There were days I almost gave up...yes very nearly. But there were three things that held me...very strong. Didn't let go. First was the baby...my baby of eight long and wonderful years. The baby was a rock..never let me fall. We have been through so much together. Another feather in our cap...another war won. From being there to just hear me sob to travelling miles to comfort me...the baby has done it all. There are few people in our lives we can't thank enough....we live because they exist. Second was Joel Osteen. I never knew he existed in this world. I believe in a supreme power and I have faith in the concept of God. But I never knew this man. On one of those recession Sundays