Hard times 
Long hospital nights,
Where the clock seems frozen,
And the walls echo with prayers
You whisper between breaths.

Unpredictable moments arrive
Like storms without warning,
Turning joy into silence,
And silence into screams.

Pain becomes your daily guest
Uninvited,
Yet you learn to share space with it,
Because you have no other choice.

Imagine circumstances crashing in,
One after another,
As if life has forgotten
How to be gentle,
How to be kind.

But even there, 
In the broken places,
In the thin space between hope and despair
Real chemistry happens.

Not the kind found in books or labs,
But soul-to-soul,
Heart-to-heart,
Spirit-to-spirit,
Between two people who just understand
Without the need for words.

We give someone a lion’s share
In the most sacred place we own 
Our heart.
Not because it is easy,
But because it is true.

And those moments of struggle?
They hold a secret power.
They test you, shape you,
And uncover what is hidden.

They reveal who really cares 
The one who checks on you
Without being asked.
The one who prays for you
When you cannot pray for yourself.
The one who stays
When the world quietly turns its back.

Hard times are not only heavy.
They are teachers.
They peel away illusions,
Leaving behind the raw truth
Of loyalty, faith, and love.

It is not only about being strong.
It is about seeing clearly
That even in the darkest hours,
Hard times are lanterns.
They show you who you are,
And who walks with you
Through the fire.