10 February 2008
10:13 AM
Last LengthI already know the ending to the story, yet its bittersweet results only came days ago. And while I cannot give whoops of triumph, run screaming through halls, the subdued feeling that I have harboured without my knowledge has been tempered.
God has thrown me a lifeline - another affirmation to start believing in myself again. To recognise that a failure does not make me one. That one stumble does not make a tumble and fall.
From then, I thought I was forever destined to be 'above average', only rising above that on my good days, when pen obeyed thought. Now, in the global competition with the thousands who with pen and paper sought to direct their destinies, I cannot safely say to have finally
made it. But I have
arrived, in my own style and way. The results have shown me I've still got a shot at being this person, that it wasn't only dreaming, wishing, hoping. It could be founded upon something tangible, something real, true and good within myself.
So,
here's to believing in ourselves,
to staying stronger and wiser,
to keeping our heads high, despite all.
To keeping the faith.
