Live Like a Warrior
Preface This is my story. This day four years ago my innocence was stolen, my heart was shattered into more pieces than I can explain and my perspective on life had changed. Four years ago my friends and family were living a nightmare that we never would have thought would have happened in our home. But sitting here today, we reflect, we embrace our loved ones, and we recall what it means to be strong. I had always thought of a person to have emotional and mental perseverance was that they did not shed a tear that they did not show emotion. I was wrong. Strength is not hiding weakness but reveling them and allowing your feelings to happen. That day, that week, that year I saw the people in my life that I had always looked up to for strength look at me for tenacity. Four years ago I wrote my story. I had not intended to share it. I did not think my account was “dramatic” enough. Now I know, it does not matter where I was, but rather who then and whom I have turned into. L...