A year ago, I would have said ‘I can’t take another year of this.’
I did say it.
Six months ago, I would have said it, and did.
Two months ago.
Now, on this day, as I look around at everything with the start of a smile on my face and a sense of weightlessness in my heart, I could say ‘I can’t do this.’ But I won’t.
Because I can do this for another year. And I will prevail.