Fresh In Exile

Two years ago, I cried as hard as any man could when his dream had died.

Its still hard for me to talk about that day. Its still very hard to talk about the whole experience and how I felt and how I thought people thought about me.

The only thing that I can actually speak about at the moment (without being overcome with emotion) is that test ---> testimony. And I don't mean that in the cliche religious sense.

Bad things happen so that those who may go through them can share them with others at their weakest point. Bad things happen so that we can put our blessings in perspective and place other obstacles in perspective.

Bad things serve as the motivation and the fuel for our success and tell us that we can become more than our surroundings and situations.

And that is what I hope to do.