Post #20 - A Resounding Secret

My parents and all my siblings are gone. Were their existence simply a dream I had?

Dance was stolen from me by my captors - my only escape from a life of abuse and suffering.

I live in a bed. The only sunshine I see comes through my window.

Yet, I have an inexplicable joy in my heart that nothing can touch or take away from me. How can that be? I tuck this secret deep in my heart. A beautiful, unveiled and resounding secret.

Post #19 - A Brightly Burning Ember

It makes no earthly sense that I should have so much joy and be able to keep on smiling in the midst of my sufferings and life-threatening health issues, does it?

That's what gives me the confidence to say with pure conviction that "I am a very weak woman who trusts in a very strong God."

This is how I cope. No, this is how I overcome. An ember burns brightly in my soul, giving me purpose. Without it, there would be no point to my existence and no reason to keep on going.

A handful of pills would release me, but I choose to cling to that rope of hope. For what is life without hope, but an empty shell.