Best of luck Mario. Here is a nice poem I find myself reading when I look for strength.
A mighty wind blew night and day. It stole the Oak Tree's leaves away. Then snapped its boughs and pulled its bark until the Oak was tired and stark.
But still the Oak Tree held its ground while other trees fell all around. The weary wind gave up and spoke, "How can you still be standing Oak?"
The Oak Tree said, I know that you can break each branch of mine in two, carry every leaf away, shake my limbs and make me sway.
But I have roots stretched in the earth, growing stronger since my birth. You'll never touch them, for you see they are the deepest part of me.
Until today, I wasn't sure of just how much I could endure. But now I've found with thanks to you, I'm stronger than I ever knew.
by Johnny Ray Ryder Jr.
Sep 25, 2016
I'm so thankful that you've allowed me (and many others) to be a part of your journey to recovery by allowing us to help in any way we can! The Lord has blessed me tremendously when it comes to family and I can't wait to see the amazing things he has in store for you, Mario! Lub you all!
- Kristen Morin
Sep 22, 2016
“Hope is like the sun, which, as we journey towards it, casts the shadow of our burden behind us."