I’ve said before that I’m not a religious person, but I put whatever faith I can muster in the universal forces that surround me. I don’t often ask much of them, but when I am tested, I find the same thoughts often come, almost by instinct.
I know I am not worthy, but I beg for you to save me. Let me veer upward instead of to my demise. Give me just one more day.
Maybe it’s just a simple prayer to not die, because these days I have a lot to live for. But so far, the universe has seen fit to allow me to continue. And I mean to keep fighting for as long as I can.