It is such a relief when you first find out
That the pain really does have a name,
And then you will ask (and everyone does),
"Just where can I place all the blame?"
Mo matter the limits, no matter the pain,
There's no evil. cruel "Master Plan."
It just simply happens, It just simply is.
You adapt, and you change what you can.
But even with knowing the best and the worst,
All the pitfalls the future could hold,
You still have a choice, you quit or you fight.
You determine the story that is told.
And every small step that we take, my dear friends,
Each battle that we slowly win,
Just credits the love and the caring we share
With the FMily that we call our friends.
by Rita Shaw
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