Simple saying. Powerful meaning.

I know this is such a simple and cliche thought but for me it holds such meaningful truth.  The past 11 weeks have been a definite struggle and frankly not so fun and alot  of days I want to throw in the towl and give up.  But somehow in each struggle,  big or small, I've managed to find the strength (sometimes borrowing from my treatment team and/or loved ones, but hey,  it's still strength!!)  to keep on moving forward in recovery.  Each time I fall down I've been able to learn something valuable,  either about myself or a way I can do something differently,  that I can apply to the next challenge and it helps me grow stronger and more courageous each time.      

Bring it on,  tomorrow!