She’s doing all she knows to do.
She’s getting up every morning, though everything within her wants to stay in bed.
Her faith is battered, almost shot. Yet she holds tight to what she knows to be true.
She planned her life a certain way, and it didn’t turn out that way.
Whether it’s a marriage gone wrong, or a child who feels broken, or a life that was going one direction until . . . it wasn’t anymore, all she knows to do is to keep fighting, keep praying, keep putting one foot in front of the other.