I was jolted back to reality as the train came to its final stop, my stop. The icy wind blowing against my face woke my sleepy eyes and my feet went from walking to running all in attempt to wade off the cold as I embarked on my 20min walk to work. January was such a cold month; everyone wore a long face as they hurried past. Only yesterday we cheered and said our `` happy new years’’ with excitement and dreams of a better and greater year ahead. Where was all the excitement? Why all the gloominess? I caught a reflection of my face in a nearby mirrored door; huh, who is that girl? I looked no different from the faces that walked past me, it was not just about the cold weather, my slumped shoulders said a lot. Hmmm, I remember starting the new year with so many hopes, dreams and aspirations.Some where amidst the hustle and monotony of life, amidst the reality that a new year does not automatically mean that all the challenges of the previous year suddenly disappear, ...
You would never walk alone,as long as you have faith....