“He who has a why to live for can bear almost any how.”
Friedrich Nietzsche
When my wife and soul mate died from glioblastoma my heart shattered into 1000’s of pieces. I have five daughters, all who live out of state. The girls would do anything for me.
In my lowest moments, I decided to be an example to the girls. I wanted to show them it was possible to survive and thrive. This became my WHY. This became my motivation to get up and get going each day and not give in to depression and despair. Slowly, the sun began to shine, the birds began to sing, and I began to smile.
What is your why?
In your darkest moments, what “why” carried you through until your sun once again shined on you?