”I AM STRONGER”

I am me…very likely, this is the most unfairest thing, because I cannot out grow nor get over myself .Perhaps only being who I am is so unfair because, in and of itself, unfairness is created. Indeed, that will cause the heart to break , but is not strength borne from our mended breaks? I am stronger because I am open and honey about who and what I really am never letting certain aspects of my life define me or limit the reaches of what my existence may grasp.

In dealing with the day to day stereotypes, ridicule and debasing analogue of those in need to express a cruelty that they, themselves, do not understand, I form the character, which in solitude was only a small talent. Yes, in the world of many people, talent alone could not sustain. It was the strength of character I built, and true, it made me stronger.

I am stronger because I know that when I am weak I am sturdy enough to face myself, and even if I am afraid, the tests of time have proven the adversities of my life have only built me stronger legs. I was forced to stand alone.

Year after year I paced a cold, concrete floor dreaming of a life i have never known, in a world – for me – that would never exist. First growing up, then growing old. My sight grew dim, my bones cold and sore. And , it was in that time I learned my life, itself, was the creation of war. There were no bombs, rubble or bullets flying past , but there was real pain and crushing loneliness. There was a world devoid of light and in a darkness that was final, I believed in a light that did not exist. that war has made me stronger.

I learned that to hate is the result of a borrowed thought and not one of my own. The act of hating is the surrender of self control, and if unable to control myself, I would belong to anything that could. Dogmatic thoughts of things I think I know are the fathers of my bondage, not liberation. I question what you have to say about me and others and for hat I am stronger.

I testify that oppression and bondage exist in my world, yet if I stand for love, then I am a freed-man , because love is the fulfillment of God’s law. I am stronger for the genuine empathy I have for the less fortunate, such as the disabled, those whom are alone and frightened, the physically ill and many others whom are obvious victims of adverse circumstanced beyond their control. I stand against injustice and realize that where I may lack on the side of compassion, others would suffer for it. To intentionally harm just one is the belittlement of the whole human race but to love and respect life with kindness?… Yes, that too, has made me stronger.

Suffering, heartache, loneliness and pain these are the adversaries of life. They have wounded mortally and scarred many souls. Still I am stronger even than they.

For all those whom I have trusted and in turn, have let me down to them I I’ve gratitude because they have taught me to sweep the dirt from my welcome mat and set it outside my door yet again. Because it is not when someone treats me unkind that I am moved, but when someone reaches into my heart and home that I feel… For once, it was worth it. And that has made me stronger.

And on the days when my loved ones left this world, I cry many tears of cherished memories, but I know that I am not alone. I have dared to love and cared for others and for that, too, I am stronger.

Because, even when one light should fade and subtly flicker out, there is still light in this world and I believe in it. That too has made me stronger.