how i am able to contain it. how was it possible that a girl like me get through every day when she used to need a distant friend to pour her heart out when situations like this arise? is it wisdom i get in getting old that makes me this strong? is it faith in the almighty that makes me trust the unknown? or is it the hard times that's keeping me preoccupied? whatever it is, what matters is that it is serving it's purpose well. more importantly, there are values re- learned and strengthened. patience is not an easy friend and i am amazed how we get along now.
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