When he said I was a "modern-day warrior", I thought he was just kissing my ass. But then I pondered the label for a while (I don't like labels, usually) and I now believe his description was spot-on.Just for getting through life's daily battles, we could all be called "warriors", but I know what he meant. My idea of a warrior (and apparently his, as well) is someone who not only fights the battles, but emerges victorious.
Look at me. I'm not your average anything. I'm not like anyone you know. I don't think I ever want to be.
I've been shaped into whatever I am by life's chisel and, man, it can hurt. But the results are worth the pain, as long as I emerge victorious. And I've got a strong faith that serves as my backup.
I can feel a lot of carving going on at this moment, and it's pretty damned painful...
but I'm a fighter. Not just a fighter. I'm a warrior.
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