I wasn’t scared of getting sick 
I've been sick 

I wasn’t worried about money 
I've been without 

I was (I am) worried about when I can be with my family 
Who all live far away 

I wonder(ed) when we will be on the other side 
Or how many mountains we have to climb to get there 

I dove into books I haven’t looked at in years 
Tripped through old journals 
Relived the journeys and the paths 
That brought me to this place 

I wrote letters I will never send 
Just to get the words out of me 

I dug my hands into dirt 
Watered seeds with my tears 
And now I wait and watch and marvel 
At my own resilience