I still have an opportunity to participate via a letter to be read during the program. I relish in the opportunity to do this. Problem is, what do I say? 

I want it to be inspirational without being too sappy, and informative without being scary as hell. It's hard to find a balance for your words when your life has no balance. 

The good thing about a group like this is that they completely understand what that means. I remember three years ago, as a member of the program, swapping stories with other members and relishing in the fact that we were able to share in each other's triumphs over adversity and lend moral support as needed.

I have no idea what I am going to say in my letter, but in reminiscing about my days in the program, I have inspired myself to somehow push on, through that last week of classes, and into a future of unknowns — and to be completely content with it all.