I woke up this morning immersed in thoughts and feeling sorry for the woman I respect the most in this world. The woman who has sacrificed her all for her children and relatives lost her only source of livelihood in a fire. She has lived a life of struggle yet from the little she made she provided for her family. Now that they are all grown and she is looking forward to doing the things she loves her only source of livelihood gets burnt to ashes by unknown criminals. The road side shop she had built over the years is no more. Though it feels like a fall, I am amazed at her bravery at strength. She is still trusting and looking up for answers.