Sometimes I worry that everything I’ve worked for will be taken away.
That somehow it will all just vanish into thin air.
It’s a painful thought because I know how hard I’ve worked to get it.
But then I remind myself that even if you took away everything I had…
You can’t take away my character.
You can’t take away my conviction.
You can’t take away my commitment.
You couldn’t stop me from becoming successful before and so there is no way I would ever allow myself to be stopped in the future.
If it all disappeared…
If it all was taken away..
If it all was stripped out right from under me…
Then I would just step back, take a breath, and get it all back again.
Because I am not the result of my accomplishments, my prizes or my possessions.
They are the result of me.
And it is the me that will never change.
It is the me that will never go away.
I am who I am because I’ve fought, and struggled, and invested into becoming the person I am today.
And nothing short of death can ever take that away.