I used to carry this poem in my pocket for years in my early 20’s as a reminder that I could do hard things. Because I’ve done hard things and for the better part of my life. I’d hoped with age it would get easier, but by gosh throw in some menopause hormones and whackado, and I’ll tell you what…I’ve sure had some “conversations” with God over the last couple of months, most of which have been during my commute. I’m sure onlookers haven’t been able to figure out if I’m actually ok or not, but I’ve gotten things off my chest, so there’s that…anyhow, wanted to share this poem for anyone else who might be struggling lately. Cheers.

Anyone else have a favorite poem or verse that helps them through tough times?







