It’s tough to see the structure you’ve built over a long period of time tumble and fall into a heap of indiscernible rubble. It’s hard to rummage through the debris and collect the bits and pieces of the experiences you’ve had, the people you’ve met and the obstacles you overcame. You sit and look over the scene and wonder what could have prevented the fall; what could you have done differently and would it have changed where you find yourself today? That question is, of course, irrelevant; we cannot change the past, no matter how much we would like to. You soon accept what has happened, store those memories you wish to retain and move on. There is a short period of time where you are floating forward in a dream-like state, separated from reality as the truth sinks in. When you snap out of your slumber, you find yourself in a new place with all the materials you need to start over. You then realize that you have the opportunity to build something stronger than before, using your previous experiences as mortar. Brick by brick, day by day, you start to see things develop as you encounter similar obstacles that stand in your way; and you face them with a smile, because you’ve done this before and you know that you're stronger than you were before. You don’t give up; this is why you're here, this is what you do. Look up and give Him a wink; then tell yourself, "I got this", and do your thing, kid, because He's your biggest fan and He's always rooting for you.
