Never give up. I was on my fourth hip surgery in a 6 month period and I lost sight, I lost the one thing I always depended on God. I just couldn't hear him amoung the fear the pain, the commotion. As I was sitting on the chair in the dr office that I can tell you the pain and the tears streaming and suddenly a quiet little stir within me, just a whisper...never fear.. this is a journey. I got it, this is a journey, not a race, not to see how much you can do, or be, a journey a day to day, sometimes minute to minute. But a journey you are not alone in. You must sometimes be quiet and weak to hear Him. And even if you can not you must realize that He is the one that carries you on the days you just can't/ So my friend, never stop, maybe take it a minute by minute, cry, scream,.. fight for that life that He has given you. Find something small, that makes you smile. Find the sunshine in the rain, the light in the dark. To know all the bad, makes the good so much better. Enjoy the journey. I pray you always keep going.