Count
the garden by the flowers, never by the leaves that fall. Count your life
with smiles and not the tears that roll.
My first support is Jesus Christ; he is the one that allows me
to see every day. Through his strength, I can carry out my daily routines.
Sometimes when things seem most difficult for me and I think that I cannot make
it, I just call his name “Jesus” and he is right there with the support I need.
I receive a lot of support from my family members. Before my mother
and father passed away, they showed me a lot of support. My parents always wanted
me to get a higher education. My children often tells me how pride they are for me because I decided
to continue my schooling. My daughter asks, “Ma have you finish your school
work”? Some days she will volunteer to fix dinner so that I can do my school work.
My oldest sister is always telling me how great I am, and how I have accomplished
so much, and how I should not give up
because I have come so far.
The support I receive is always encouraging to me. This support
gives me the power to endure.
