As I grow older I discover that life is not a bed of roses. We all have our share of trials, struggle and pains that we all have to learn to either live with or overcome. We hope someone will always be there to save us from fight. Soon I realize that no one can really pick me and save me but myself. The only friends I have are my two hands and learning to deal with difficulties in life is a skill that needs to be mastered to survive life.