reply to post by Kali74
Sending you strength Kali. And this: my grandmother raised seven children all by herself in rural, dirt poor Tallahassee FL. There were times when she
couldn't afford to take the kids to the doctor and instead, rocked them and prayed while holding them all night. There were times when they couldn't
afford food and somehow she managed to always put something on the table, even if it was just the plate of biscuits that she got up at dawn to make.
Of the seven children, four went on to graduate from college and pursue successful careers, and three became respected ministers who helped countless
people. After this great lady died, they found this poem in her pocketbook, yellowed and well-worn from having been read so many times. (Some people
might think it's trite and that I'm a sentimental wuss for posting it, but I'll risk that.)
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit-
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a fellow turns about
When he might have won had he stuck it out.
Don't give up though the pace seems slow -
You may succeed with another blow.
Often the goal is nearer than
It seems to a faint and faltering man;
Often the struggler has given up
Whe he might have captured the victor's cup;
And he learned too late when the night came down,
How close he was to the golden crown.
Success is failure turned inside out -
The silver tint in the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It might be near when it seems afar;
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit -
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.
Stay strong against that spiral. This battle may be the reason you're here.