Member story
Despite all the difficulties and troubles.
With my head held high. I walk through life like a queen. And I'm not going to retire. I still have so much to do. So many plans that it's crazy. Away with chondrosis, depression, fatigue. My guardian angel, help me. I cry out, LORD, hear me. Don't judge me harshly for my pride. Give me strength, wisdom, patience. And show me the way to happiness. I ask you for very little... That there would be peace in my soul. That my wide road, Would not suddenly become a narrow path. That only my family would be nearby. Those who are always there for me. And that I would always be appreciated. Not for my appearance .... For my character