When was the last time you were ready to throw in the proverbial towel?
Did you end up letting go, or decided to fight on anyway?
I did my best.
I raised my bar.
I did more than what I should do.
I did things that I shouldn’t be doing.
I did it because those who should do it don’t know how to or just won’t do it.
I did things weren’t even asked of me, because I deemed I had to.
I did it, because it has to be done.
I am just that kind of person.
I learned a lot without anyone teaching me.
I planned and executed all by myself.
I actually did it for years.
I got a pat on the back and got recognized several times.
I got nothing beyond that.
I got the experience, but not the position.
I never had it.
I tried, but never given what I deserved.
I asked, Why?
I already have done it.
I did not get a satisfying answer.
I have done a lot and there’s still a lot in me to learn and to give.
I got tired of fighting.
I had enough.
I asked God for a sign.
I prepared for the worst.
I held the towel.
I was ready to let go.
I met you. ➲
You were the sign I prayed for.
You gave me a reason to stay.
You changed the game.
You made me see what’s more important.
Thank you Lord.
I am blessed.
In response to The Daily Post’s Daily Prompt: Enough Is Enough