Keep fighting.

Sometimes.  Sometimes it feels like the hits just keep coming.  Sometimes it feels like there’s no more gas in the tank.  Sometimes life knocks us down and we think:  I’ll never get back up again.  I just can’t.

And so we cry, we rail, we rant against the forces of nature that did this to us.  We feel sorry for ourself, we sulk, we rage against the unfairness of it all. Then …

Once the storm passes, and (most of) the tears have been cried, we feel a stillness.  We remember who we are, what we want, what our goals are, and perhaps why we are here in the first place.  So we dust ourself off, look at our beautiful face in the mirror, stand tall and remind ourself:  “there’s more where that came from … try me now!”

Question: Are you feeling beat down right now?

Food For Thought:  Have you cried it out?  Sobbed, raged, shaken your fist at the sky, wallowed in it?  If so, and if you’ve truly done this, then …

Challenge:  Wipe off your tears, look at your beautiful face in the mirror, take a deep cleansing breath and repeat  “there’s more where that came from … try me now!”