Now im not only writing this because of my pregnancy but also because I see people facing so much everyday... The homeless guy pushing what we see as his trolly but he see's as his life, the lady who rushes home after work to cook for her kids knowing shes a single mum and no one else will do it. But why do we go through these things??? Whether you believe in God, Allah or Buddah, hurdles will appear out of the blue and you will have to find a way to get over them because life is a race you cant turn back in, you need to make it to the end! With or without water, screaming fans, competitors, Its just a race YOU need to finish for YOU...
Sad, broke, heartbroken, wounded or any physical or mental state u in... just imagine getting your meddal because you will, who knows... you might even get a trophy
