strength is not defined about the amount of weight that one can lift.it is not determined about how much you can carry.how many mile you can run.if you can dunk a basketball or not.sometimes strength is simply the power to never give up.
today as i sat in the clay red dirt i sat and waited, along with roughly a hundred other girls.we sat in our softball pants and at least twenty different team jerseys.patiently the girlish snickers and anticipation were apparent.slowly out of the away team dug out came a girl in a wheel chair.she wore a hat to cover her head from the repercussion of chemotherapy.she had a cast on her right leg due to the surgery that had taken her knee and a tumor out of her tibia.she could hardly speak.however she mustered up enough courage, wiped the tears following from her eyes.looked at all hundred of us and said thank you.she then left the field and went back out by the stand where all of the benefit money was going to.all of the money was going to paying for the treatment and the commute that they now had to their constant hospital visits.over hundreds and hundreds of dollars were raised.she was young.i mean she is young.
this young women as i will call her has more strength then any man that i have met thus far in my life.other then my dad of course.she has found a way to over come all of those difficult therapies and all of those horrible things she has gone through.i had the opportunity to talk to this young women and she has changed my life.maybe i will be as strong one day.maybe tomorrow strength will just over come m body.however at this moment i pray for her..here and now...
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