I cried in my spirit to the point I thought all hope was gone.
The pain in my body is like business as usual, weakness has been part of my daily routine. My tongue don’t have any taste due to the medications. I am limited to so many things, especially giving up things I like doing because I am afraid not to have the so called Sickle cell crisis.
In midst of the struggle, the never ending pain and the tears flowing from my eyes, I decided to stay focus although it was kind of hard. My determination becomes bigger, my vision seems more clearer and instead of my desire to be healthy, it changes to a desire to be STRONG AND FIGHT TO WIN
Remembering: Ti’binta, Franclyn, Victor and Ronia. They fought the battle and they are safe in heaven where they feel no more pain.
©EthLeen
