I enjoy poetry - particularly when I need to shift my thinking or do a reset. Someone sent me this poem during my adoption process which was a four-year-long adventure, one that did not look like it was going to work out happily like it did in the end. I share it with you to inspire your resilience!
Never give up, there are chances and changes,
Helping the hopeful, a hundred to one;
And, through the chaos, High Wisdom arranges
Ever success, if you’ll only hold on.
Never give up; for the wisest is boldest,
Knowing that Providence mingles the cup,
And of all maxims, the best, as the oldest,
Is the stern watchword of ‘Never give up!’”
Be firm; one constant element of luck
Is genuine, solid, old Teutonich pluck.
Stick to your aim; the mongrel’s hold will slip,
But only crowbars loose the bull-dog’s grip;
Small though he looks, the jaw that never yields
Drags down the bellowing monarch of the fields!
Forward this to someone today who needs it!