Never underestimate your strength. When I am called upon to use my strength it is rarely for something fun. Lifting groceries, putting clean sheets on a bed, dragging the ladder out, cleaning the garage, lawn work, rarely are in the category of fun. But using those groceries to enjoy a meal with my family, being able to sleep in a clean bed under a safe roof, being able to park my car out of the elements, and enjoying my garden are things that give me pleasure. Being strong after the loss of a child isn’t fun and most certainly nothing I ever wanted to do. Now my challenge is to find the fruit in my life. I am a more empathetic and compassionate person since my son’s passing. I am less self focused and more love focused than I used to be. I am choosing to experience more of what life has to offer now because I am not guaranteed a Later On. In the beginning, when others would tell me...