I pray for you to make it through the storm. As the violent rain and breaking lightning pound the wall of my building, I enjoy it. I enjoy being in the middle of it because I know it will not last forever and when it is over, I will still be here...as you will be. I don't know what you're going through, but I know what I am and we are in this storm together, fighting, clawing, swimming, treading, and surviving...together. Grab my hand strong, as strength together is more than just the strength of on. And the joy of dual survival is greater than just the joy of surviving alone. Walk with me.
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