I confess I am petrified... petrified of losing everything I once had, or had the delusion of "having." I am deluded enough to think that what I am blessed with & is a loan to me - is "mine." To face sickness after health, betrayal and abandonment after love and friendship are struggles, however, the scariest aspect of this is to fail these tests miserably. Will I be pushed to the point of my absolute threshold and tolerance? will my limited supply of patience end before the trial does?