November has always been a thanksgiving month especially for our American family. A few weeks ago, I had something planned out to write about the list of things I was thankful for but on the first of November, I woke up with a not-so-thankful heart.
Everyday before I go to bed, I have a tradition of writing what I am thankful for that day. Well Friday came and I was struggling to write something I was grateful for. You see I had a meeting that day that left me crying till midnight. The words “I’m so sorry Esther, there’s nothing we can do to help you” kept playing over and over in my head.
I sat on my bed thinking to myself ‘what am I to be thankful for?’ I prayed so hard for this dream, I fought so hard and finally was given the opportunity only for me to watch it die a couple of months later; I walked away that day more broken than I came with a wound so deep I can’t even talk about because it hurt even thinking about it: I had no fight left in me.