I know many days that the only reason I get out of bed is because the people that love me count on me. Their love gives me the strength to get up. When my hand is screaming in pain I keep working. When my headaches so bad I almost throw up I charge on because of the love I have in my life. I once was in a pit of despair but love set me free. I never want to go back to that pit. That is the reason I am so focused on being a loving person. My nature is to go right back to that pit. The strange thing is that it isn’t a focus on myself that helps its loving others that gives me the strength I need. Draw a heart. Show love.