When I was three years old, my mother died while pregnant with what would have been my only brother. I never knew my dad. Those were the first two losses of my life.
Later, when I was 17 years old, my grandfather passed away and he was the most important person to me after my mother.
Years later I had two dogs and both died tragically. From then on, my life was one of constant loss. I lost jobs, I lost money, I lost friends and I finally lost my Health three years ago when I had three toes amputated due to diabetes and finally went blind. However, the only thing I have never lost is faith and hope, those two things keep me strong and wanting to continue living a life as happy as possible.

please do not give up, no matter how difficult things seem, no matter how sad or lonely you feel, remember that there will always be someone willing to listen to you and give you a hand.
Have a blessed Friday.!!!