“Six a.m., getting out of bed again.
Can’t get back in, cause sleepin in don’t pay the rent.
Day to day, they got you working like a slave.
Taking credit for the work you gave…and still you lay.
I know you’re down…but when you gone get up?”
Amel Larrieux
Some days I ask myself why I do it, and why did I care. The ability to breathe in ones life. inspirare is one of those perfect words to remind you why you do what you do.
When these bones break, because they will. I ask that I get up and learn to recover with a full heart. To do what you can with what you have.
When this heart breaks, because it has. That I recover and find the importance of those around me.
When this spirit declines, I pray and train that it will be unconquerable.
It has been bitter for awhile, with moments that have been momentarily sweet. I get up and sit on the side of the bed. I breathe in and inspired myself once more.