The world can be a dark, dark place.
It is full of sinful people, selfish people, people who hate and people who judge.
It is full of fear and pain and heart ache...
...and yet, despite all of this, the sun continues to rise every single morning. It takes on a brave face and does its absolute best to brighten up the darkness of the world, to find every sad face and bring to it a smile.
Sometimes I envy the strength of the sun, its ability to always rise every morning, time and time again, without a complaint or a worry.
Sometimes I think it's actually easier to just stay in bed and let the rest of the world pass me by. My fear and my pain are sometimes too much to bear in an hour, let alone a whole day, and I'm expected to put on a brave face and get through it? I don't always know if I have the energy.
But the sun does and something in that motivates me. Watching the sunrise in the morning is a beautiful thing and it shows me, how even if there is darkness in the world, in my world, the sun will always rise to try and make it better.
If the sun can come out of its shell, perhaps I can too.
Perhaps I can put on a brave face and get through each and every day. The night will bring rest and comfort but during the day the sun will provide me with the strength I need to get by.
So here's to this morning, here's to rising up and battling the day, here's to all of you who do the same. We are fighters you know? I want you to remember that.