What keeps me going today, is the belief that when I need the strength to face a challenge, I will find it.

 

I would never have thought, years ago, that I would find the strength to face the loss of my brother and my father.

 

But I did. As I did when I had to face other challenges at home and at work.

 

We always find the strength to fight when we need it most. In our darkest hour.

 

And that to me is the triumph of the human spirit.

 

This is the only thing keeping me going today — when I need it, I will find the strength. And you will, too.

 

Sooner than later, we will emerge from this. Not all, but most of us.

 

And my only wish is that those of us that do, appreciate what we have a little more than we used to.

 

Because it is now that I realise how lucky I am to have what I do.