Strength

I thought being strong meant being able to face the journey ahead.

I thought it was the ability to conceal your cracks with a smile so the world couldn't peek into your despair.

But I was wrong.

Strength is so much more than holding yourself together while everything else falls apart.

Over the years, I learned that strength is the ability to humbly confess your weaknesses and to learn to accept the help offered by people who care about you.

It's about letting others in, not shutting them out.

It's about letting go of pride to accept your imperfections not as flaws, but as platforms for growth.

It's not always measured by how tightly you can hold on, but rather in the courage it takes to let go.

Maybe it's not about fighting the situation, but embracing the lessons that come with it.

And most importantly, it's about staying rooted to your faith even when the world tries to tear you down.

Being strong isn't just about being able to face the journey ahead. It also means having faith that the journey ahead will make you stronger.