My Mama couldn't give up. She had three little girls and two boys. She had to keep going, even when my dad blew his brains out. And another man used her and spent her money and a daughter broke her heart. And cancer ate her little by little.
I hope I can look back one day and said I did these. Its not always about the bigger things in live. The small things like little wishes or dancing or imagining help you get through and make life all the more special and fulfilling.