"I survived"

My life was like an hour glass. Just sitting there on a table, each grain of sand like another day, another week, another year passing by. Falling down. Falling apart. Everything moved so quickly, and it was like I was a car on a cable that was going hundreds of miles an hour. Suddenly, that hour glass started to tip. It tipped very slowly and it was harder for each grain of sand to pass by. It became harder for me to get through the days. Things stopped going so fast, until it just completely fell over. The hour glass shattered. All the pieces that I had worked so hard to build up my whole life, fell apart. My life was a mess with days scattered all over. I was lost and I didn't know where or how to restart again. So I just stayed on one single grain of sand. One day in my past that had messed me up, now it hadn't only done that, but it gripped me tight at my worst point. It replayed over and over, and I just wanted to leave. I wanted to quit. So I prayed. Then I waited. I waited and waited and waited. Then suddenly in the silence and waiting, a soft voice told me not to worry. He reached his hand down, and put the pieces of my life back together. You can still see where the edges of glass meet, but I say they're battle scars that say, "I survived."