She was resilient like a forest.

The forest was resilient from the storm that blew through the trees 

The trees were as strong as she was 

None could come close to the forest, and her resilience 

She was as resilient as a forest. After a bitter winter, the cold of winter, she could survive the challenge of climbing the mountain she was facing. 

The mountain felt like a challenge for her body, but her mind would never give in to her body. 

Her body would be weak, but her mind wouldn’t listen to her body language. Her mind was strong enough to handle the pain of her body. 

The pain in her body was as if she was under attack from her disability. The discomfort of the pain was always present in her body, but yet the mind was too resilient to let the pain get in the way. The way she felt was so strong, 

Time was running out, she thought. What she didn’t know was that time was waiting for her. Time knew she wasn’t ready, but she never trusted time. She thought time wasn’t her friend. Until one day, she was face to face with time. She had to invent time for tea. She and I spent some time together. She listened to what time had to say. 

She had no choice but to listen to time because there was nowhere to go. She had her back against the wall, so she had to. When she listened, what time had she to say? She genuinely listened. As much as she hated to hear what time had to say, she knew the time was right. When she went back to think about what time had to say, she knew the time was right, as much as she hated to admit it.

Her resilience to not let time get her down was one of the most challenging things in her life.