For years I have compared my abilities, my strength, my appearance to others . And I have felt weak. Because almost everyone I know is healthier then me in some capacity. If life was about survival of the fittest, I would crumble. But a month ago I saw a video (https://www.facebook.com/kufunya.berkley/videos/10215843893790040/) of a man with MS struggling to get up some stairs. I could recognize the head lifting, the tight jaw, the strain as he slowly lifted one leg at a time using every muscle from his toes to his neck to move forward. I saw myself. I totally felt the struggle. But he looked strong where as I thought I appeared weak. It was eye opening. His struggle, my struggle, is his/my strength. It takes  a strong person to keep fighting. It’s easy to coast, to stand, to move forward with no obstacles. We are up on our feet, braving the elements everyday. We push, we fight, with every step. We are strong.

Thank you for opening my eyes.
And a big thank you to Nique for the awesome drawing.