Let me dream

Staying. 44 credits left to graduate. Easy classes ahead. Past all the hardship, past all of the dark tunnels.

No tears. A grateful heart that will never go away. A purpose. A fighter. Hope renewed, hope that will never be lost again. Hope that will renew me for the rest of my life.

Physics. Math. Chemistry. BME design classes. Biology. Biochemistry. Anatomy. Physiology.

Spring semester. Sun. Denim shorts.

Friends. Staying. Rejoicing.

Warmth. An embrace. An apartment. Roommates. Independence. Happiness. The feeling of overcoming. Warmth. Hope. A purpose. Life is good again. Nothing will ever make life that bad again. A cozy, decorated, clean, big apartment. Nice. My room. Living with roommates, people I love.

An eternal sense of gratefulness. I will NEVER forget my hardship. Humbled.

Belief. Belief in myself. Others believe in me.

Success. Overcoming hardships. Set up for life. Passion. A fighter. A soldier. Surviving the trenches. Walked across no man’s land, or should I say crawled, barely breathing?

I CAN BREATHE AGAIN. I SEE SUN. LIFE IS GREAT.

The amount of gratefulness, could never be described in words, actually.

PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEE GODDDDDDDDDDDDD