Like morning comes from night, good things come with time. What a gift to be alive. The sun’s about to break.

Speak the words. I know it’s hard to say. Though it hurts, there are things that I can change. Through it all, one thing that I have learned – there’s always a new morning on the other side.

When I feel like I'm at the point I can break. When it feels like I've got more than I can take. I remember I fought to get here today, and I know that I'm still here.