" I think it's brave that you get up in the morning even if your soul is weary and your bones ache for a rest,
I think it's brave that you keep in living even if you don't know how to anymore,
I think it's brave you push away the waves rolling in every day and you decide to fight,
I know some days you feel like giving up but I think it's brave you never do."
This was posted in our workroom and I saw it. It reminds me of all of our friends out there schlepping it to make a buck. Gettin it up everyday, washing it and putting it at work with a smile. I know you are all out there. I know what it's like. There isn't anything about work that I don't really like. I just want to be able to do something I love. I had that once. I miss it. I won't ever let it go again.
