Pain is real. And so is loss. Sometimes it’s hard not to let the weight of what we carry—or the memory of what we’ve lost—take over. Many of us know the reality of struggle, and so many people suff er in silence. Like a lot of you, I’ve known loneliness. I’ve known defeat.
So I decided to give it a voice. All of it: the tears, the pain. And the lessons. The things I saw and learned and gained along my life path needed a voice. And so I wrote, in hopes of helping myself and others survive and thrive inside their storms.
The words found in this book became my voice and my letter to the world. They became my deepest attempt to, not just pick myself up, but others along the way. I wrote because, just as we will fall in life, so will we rise. That’s the thing about this world. It never gives us only one kind of path. There is pain. Yes. And loss. And even darkness. But there is
also light. There is hope. There is beauty.
And there is also love and happiness.