My friend, you have always been so kind in your actions and your words. You have given life your best shot and smiled and laughed through the pain and suffering handed down to you. You have stood strong amidst the terrifying words, enough to bring anyone to their knees and beg, “not me”. You are strong. You are beautiful. You walk through the corridors with grace, I know you do. You hold your head high and keep your strength alive for the ones you love. I know when you’re alone, your tears fall silently and your heart is full of worry. I know sometimes, you think this is an impossible situation but you’re quick to recover with the courage of an army.
You will not face defeat, you will not need to surrender. You will not be left weak or abandoned, you will prevail against this battle, and you will walk away with the same grace and meekness that has made you strong. I know you. Your beautiful soul and your eager perseverance will make this a simple argument with life, and because you’re you, you will finish it, and never have to look back.
I often wonder what kind of courage I might summon if I had been placed in your shoes, even glancing at your shadow I can’t entirely understand. I feel strong because of you, but know that any tears shed, any questions to GOD or moments of uncertainty have only brought you closer to victory.
I admire you. I love you. I thank you. I believe in you. I have faith in you, my friend.