I had the worst day. The worst. I came home, slumped down at my kitchen sink onto the tile floor and just sobbed. Ever had a day like that? I felt like there weren't enough tears in my face to release what was going on in my head and heart.

I felt broken. Broken and broken hearted. But then... just when I needed it... a phone call from someone that loves me. And the advice I received was perfect.

I've for sure been going through a hard time lately. But it would be silly of me to forget how far I've come. I have changed undesireable situations, I have excelled in certain areas, and I have grown exceptionally strong. I thought cancer was the hardest thing I'd ever do.

I was wrong.

My prayer for these days is that I remain hopeful. That I keep my optimism. And that I never forget the people that love me. Thanks for the boost. You'll never know how you helped me today. :)