When I look back, my struggles were small,
My reactions big.
I could have worked my way out,
But I pulled myself in.
It was so impossible to happen,
Because my trying had stopped.
I had help arriving,
And a few of my misfortune and struggles leaving.
That help- no matter in what way it came.
I am thankful to that, from the bottom of my heart.
Because of that,
Today I have this,
A life which I boast,
In which I was a mere supporting role in my own story!