Last night I was talking to my childhood friend and we were discussing our lives and how much we both have had to overcome and survive. She reminded me that life can only get better from here, and that I always seem to float back to the top no matter how many times I’ve been sunk. Then we laughed and came up with the word “bobber”. Well it’s better than floater. Only by the grace of God can we pick ourselves up and become bobbers. I’ve become a good lil bobber. Up and down so many times, surviving this crazy world. Just remember, when you get to the top, take a big breath of fresh air! See you at the top. Hmm... sounds like the beginning of a new song.