Last year, I was hospitalized for pneumonia and the flu combined.

I didn't think that I would be put in the hospital that night, but they said I was barely breathing. In my room I watched the walls for 6 days. Finally, all of my vitals were coming back good and I was tired of eating the wrong food. I never knew how much I missed my shower, my television, my room and most of all my bed and freedom. I told the nurse that I was ready to leave. He told me that they were waiting for a breathing machine to sleep before I could leave. I told him I will be walking out first thing in the morning. Later that night they came into my room and decided to change my room. Now if I have good vitals why are you changing my room. In my mind ...my organs came to mind. Before I let them take my organs, it was time for me to leave. People have changed so badly. Trust someone is priceless now. I said if I left that room , they would see me walk straight out the door.

They let me stay. The next day I was released from the hospital.

I went home and when I approached my room, I remembered saying " hello room, hello bed I'm home".

Awakening crying

Wasn't what I planned for today.

Falling asleep plundering

The words I had to say.

A room full of people

Anticipating your return.

All the while each individual

Staring at your urn.

If only I had one more chance

To tell you how I feel.

I would shout it from the highest high on the widest hill.

I'm not perfect with the words I say

Nor do I show it in my smile.

A simple gesture in waving my hands

Doesn't slender my style.

All I get to do

For my last goodbye.

Is hum it with my tears

Or show a shadow in my eyes.

As the old year ends

A new year begins

And life will never be the same.

New plants groom

People needs room

To grow with the new year to blame.

Love turns to bliss

Change never miss

The joy as the new year reigns.

The faith in every child

Brings hope in every smile

A New year that is ready for change.

Happy New year to you

Hugs through and through

Make this year better than your best.

Love your children more

Your mate you'll adore

God will handle the rest.

Today I received a message from a secret angel. She wanted to donate to my cause "Fistchallenge4kids" for the holiday. I was so touched I cried. Because when you believe in something so strongly, you don't think that people see how serious it is for you. I have been giving my all to this cause for over 8 years and I will not stop.

Everyone knows that I usually do a T-shirt drive to help us around March until June or July. So this was really a surprise. I want to say thank you for your donation and to everyone that everyone else that helped us. Although you chose to be anonymous, Thank you my friend and we would love to send you a shirt. Merry Christmas to everyone on The Prose. We are ONE. Much love.

Just when you think Your day is done and you were blessed to be alive.

Someone anonymously drops

In a surprise.

A simple thought of what you believe will somehow change mankind.

From a totally different stranger

With your cause on their mind.

That alone is an amazing feeling

A gift all it's own.

Because someone, a certain stranger, decided to take your cause on.

Thank you is what comes in my thoughts,

Even if it doesn't happen this time.

Bless you for thinking about us,

Or even running us through your mind.

P.s.

I wrote this for an anonymous person that made our day:)

Thank you for being you.

I made a mistake.

I thought it was a joke.

I laughed it off.

Yet a lump came in my throat.

I saw your face.

I knew that I was wrong.

I change the subject.

Then it came through a song.

I apologize for what I said.

I really meant no harm.

I tried to soften the blow,

But it came through my arm.

I am not perfect .

I don't intend to be.

I plan to be human.

But mistakes consume me.

I hope you can accept my apology,

I consider it a lesson learnt.

I hope the love that we share,

Stay alive and never get burnt.

I plan to live each day

As if tomorrow didn't exist.

I plan to create a tomorrow

That doesn't include my fist.

I plan to make a name for myself

That can carry me a lifetime.

I plan to make sure that I'm

Heard within every lifeline.

I plan to treat myself with respect and dignity even when it's rough.

I plan to teach the laws of love

To my grands no matter how tough.

Because life shows no promises

Nor lead you to regrets.

Life is only what you make it,

you have to wing the rest.